My Wake Up Call

i woke up to a text this morning at 3:29 from Seth. all it said was "baby wake up" and then he sent another (when i didnt wake up, of course) that said "baby please..."

Well that automatically worried me. something is always wrong when he texts me like that.

i texted him back, with no reply. i waited. still nothing. texted him again.. again, nothing. i'm starting to get really worried at this point, because he never just doesn't text me back. i eventually start to drift off again, and as soon as i'm about to go under, my phone yells "DROID" telling me i have a text. i sat up quick as i could and opened it. the next four words stopped me dead in my tracks and i couldnt move.

"I'm in the hospital"

what?! hospital?! what the hell happened?! a hundred thousand questions raced through my head. he wasn't texting back again so i kept on. he was sending short, one word texts. i knew he was bound to be in pain since he doesn't really text like that. i asked him if i need to drive up there (he is in Knoxville for school 3 days a week. Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday.) he said, "No. it's raining." i told him i didnt care and i was worried and wanted to be up there, and he sent me a smiley face and said "i'll be fine love".

he stopped texting back after that. i figured maybe a doctor was in the room or he was sleeping. well i start to drift off, once again, and right before i hit some good sleep, my phone rings. i thought it was him, and i jumped over to my phone. it was an 865 number. now i'm no good at figuring out area codes, but i just knew it was a knoxville code. i answered it and heard a lady on the other line. "hello? is this brittney?"

fuck. it's the hospital.

i talked to the nurse for a minute, and she informed me that Seth was going to be going into surgery, and he gave the doctors permission to contact me. he has a testicular torsion. basically, one of his testicles is twisted. now sure, he's not dying. but he's going into surgery 100 miles away from me and he's completely alone. and scared. and so am i.

i got off the phone with the nice nurse, and ran upstairs to my mom almost in tears. i told her what was happening and she sat me down and prayed for him then told me to go try and get some sleep.

yeah i don't foresee sleep happening anytime soon, but who knows? miracles happen.

that's basically where i am right now. sitting in my bed at 7:08 a.m tuesday morning worrying about my soon to be husband who is probably in surgery right now. i'll keep everyone posted <3