Even though I know she’s stable now, that the doctors are confident she’ll recover, my hands still won’t stop shaking. I lean forward in the waiting room, elbows braced on my knees, dragging my hands down my face. I exhale, trying to ground myself, but my mind won’t shut the fuck up. I keep replaying the horrible scenes over and over again. Mom crumpled on the floor, the ambulance’s blinding lights, the antiseptic sting that hit me the moment I stepped into the ER. Then came the biggest shock to my system. The nurse working on my mother the moment she came in was Nicole. Mind-fucking good in
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