A Painful Procedure

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“Sometimes control is out of your grasp, and sometimes you have to learn to survive without it.”

~Justme0786

*Flashback*

I shift uncomfortably, as they secure me with taut rope, and near serrated wire. As I fight against strong and rough cord, the rope scorches my raw flesh. The unyielding wire stays ridged, and I strain to push out of the afflictive wires. I flinch at the material rubbing on my skin, but the rope only clenches even tighter. The black screen cover is just inches above me , and I can almost taste the sweat trickling down my face. I let out strangled groans as I arch my back….I hear inaudible voices, and they seem almost too distant. I push myself upwards and I hear stifled voices.

“Her contractions are closer. She should be ready to push any minute now.” A stern male voice says.

“yes. Just give her the epidural.” I hear a calm female voice reply.

I am forced back down, and I feel something sharp insert into my lower back. I let out a loud and sharp gasp as the injection is inserted, but soon my lower body is all numb, and I can’t seem to move much of my legs. I try to get as comfortable as possible, until I hear heated voices above me. They sound urgent, frantic, and very panicked. I can feel my pulse quicken. My breathing matches the speed of my pulse; panicked, and erratic.

“Put her to sleep…we have to go in for it!” I hear the once calm female’s voice, and her tone startles me.

“ok…you! get the injection prepared. We shall be going in for the child.”

“Quickly!” there was a startling urgency to her voice.

The words splinter inside of me, and I feel my heart shatter into a million pieces. I have lost sight of myself. I tell myself “It’s alright…its alright” with tears that betray my voice. I am in such a delirious state, I don’t remember my purpose or cause. If only I could wash away the pain and hurt… I feel my heart rushing in anxiety, terror pumping through my veins. I can feel the fear clouding my vision, as I struggle against the rope.

I whimper as I feel a liquid rushing through my arm, and I can feel my body almost instantly react to the injection. I scream from the initial burn of the injection, and it has a raw quality. The pain intensifies with every slight movement, nut it doesn’t take me far away. It takes me deep inside myself where pain is a state of mind, and only a part of my conscious. My eyes start to feel heavy, but the rest of my body feels so lightweight. I try to fight it but I can’t. A feeling of serenity washes over me as I stop struggling. I hear the faint sound of buzzing, and I smell of burning just before I drift out of consciousness.

My name is Evelyn, I am 15 years old, and I am having a child….