Chapter 5: The worst thing that could happen to a man!!
Michael slipped and fell on the floor with a loud crash, and he screamed, "Aaaah!"
Florence turned around when she heard a glass break on the floor, and her eyes widened in shock.
Michael was lying on his stomach, the pitcher's water and the broken glass pieces below him.
"Michael!" She yelled and ran toward him. She kneeled next to him and rolled him on his back. When she did so, she covered her mouth in shock because she saw a glass shard stuck in the crotch area of his pajamas.
She saw his white pajamas turn red because of the blood pooling out from the wound, and she quickly stood up, ran in front of the stairs, and yelled, "Theresa! Call 911!"
Meanwhile, Michael groaned in pain, his crotch hurting like hell, when Florence kneeled next to him again and said, "Honey, Hang in there! Help is coming."
Seeing him groan in pain, she said, "Shh, Honey, Everything will be okay, don't worry."
Theresa came rushing down the stairs when she saw her mother beside Michael, who had a glass shard stuck in his pajamas with blood surrounding them.
She exclaimed, "Oh my god!"
Florence shouted at her again, "Theresa! Call 911! Now!"
"O-Okay!" Theresa said and quickly pulled her phone out and dialed 911.
Florence held Michael's hand in hers, rubbing his knuckles to comfort him and trying to stop the bleeding, but nothing was working, and she thought, 'Please! Please! Come sooner! He's losing a lot of blood!'
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An ambulance came with its sirens on and parked near the Taylor's house. Two paramedics ran out with a stretcher when Florence exited the house, followed by Theresa, who had her hand over her mouth.
Florence led the paramedics inside the house, where they saw Michael lying on the kitchen floor with a glass shard stuck to his crotch, and he was groaning in pain.
One of the paramedics kneeled next to Michael and checked the glass shard. After a few seconds, he said, "The glass shard has pierced his penis. We need to take him to the hospital."
His partner nodded, and Florence watched as the paramedics lifted Michael on the stretcher.
One of them asked, looking at Theresa and Florence, "Are you his family members?"
Florence nodded, and Theresa said, "Y-Yes! We are his Mom and sister."
"Come with us, please, and hurry up!" The paramedic said.
Florence and Theresa nodded, and both of them followed the paramedics.
One turned to his partner and whispered, "I've never seen a shard pierce a man's crotch so perfectly."
His partner nodded, but Florence heard it and looked at the paramedic.
Theresa looked at the glass shard stuck to Michael's crotch and almost gagged.
They came out of the house with the paramedics carrying Michael behind them, and Florence and Theresa climbed into the back of the ambulance with Michael and the paramedics.
One connected oxygen support on his face, and Florence grabbed Michael's hand, softly rubbing his knuckles in comfort.
They then quickly drove away to the Pleasant Valley Memorial Hospital while Florence thought, 'Please! I hope his injury isn't permanent. He's just 18 years old. I don't know what to do if it becomes permanent.'
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About half an hour later, Florence and Theresa were in the Waiting Room at Pleasant Valley Memorial Hospital when suddenly, Christina ran in with Elise Grimshaw, her wife.
Elise exclaimed, "Florence! Theresa! What happened? Christina got a call that Michael got hurt, which was sudden. How is he? What happened?"
Florence stood up when Elise asked her; Theresa sighed and leaned her head back when she said, "A glass shard got stuck in his... private area because he slipped on the floor. We're still waiting to know how severe his injuries are."
Christina and Elise widened their eyes in shock.
Theresa said, looking at her older sister, "This is a mess! Poor Mike! He's still in surgery, and I hope he's alright."
Christina asked her Mom, "How much will the surgery cost?"
Florence bit her lips and replied, "About 70 grand, and I'm unsure if Michael's injury is permanent. That's why we're still anxious to hear anything from the doctors."
"70 grands?" Christina exclaimed and shook her head. She glanced at the door to the surgery department and clicked her tongue in annoyance.
She looked back at Florence and said, "So, he will cost you 70 grand now. What next, Mom? It's already been expensive raising him."
Theresa rolled her eyes and said, "Chris, just shut up."
Florence rubbed her temples and sternly said, "I don't care how much it will cost. Michael is like my son, Christina, and I'll do everything to save him. Even if I have to sell our house to pay the surgery bills, I will."
Christina scoffed and said, "Great, now we're going to become poor! All because my stupid mother insisted on adopting a kid since she couldn't have one more of her own anymore, which led to Dad cheating on her."
Elise narrowed her eyes and slapped Christina's head. She glared at her wife and said, "Shut the fuck up, Chris! Mike is her son and your little brother. Your Mom is doing what every good parent should do: caring about her child!"
Christina rubbed her head and replied, "I don't care! He's the reason Dad cheated on Mom. He's the reason my family broke apart. Dad would still be with us if Mom didn't adopt him."
Florence said, glaring at Christina, "Your dad CHOSE to cheat on me, Christina, and if I'm not wrong, you were also hurt when your father did that."
Christina rolled her eyes and sarcastically said, "Yeah, right, Mom, it hurt when my piece of shit Dad cheated on you."
She waved Florence off, turned around, and walked away, not before muttering, "I hope his injury is permanent and he suffers like I did."
Florence watched Christina leave the Waiting Room.
Elise sighed and said, "Look, I'll deal with her, okay, and Mike will be okay. Don't worry."
She looked at Florence, who looked stressed and worried, patted her arm comfortably, and followed Christina, leaving Florence and Theresa in the Waiting Room, waiting for any news about Michael.
About 40 minutes later, Florence and Theresa were still sitting on the chairs in the Waiting Room, and Florence was massaging her forehead with her hands, feeling incredibly exhausted. Theresa was beside her Mom, softly snoring, having fallen asleep out of stress and exhaustion, her head on her shoulder.
Suddenly, Florence heard a doctor approach them, and he asked, "Florence Taylor?"
Florence lifted her head and saw a doctor standing in front of her. She softly woke Theresa up, who blinked her eyes open.
Florence stood up, and the Doctor said, "We managed to remove the glass shard from Michael Taylor's penis."
Florence sighed in relief, and Theresa widened her eyes and asked, "How bad are his injuries, Doctor? Are they permanent?"
The Doctor looked at the two women and simply said, "He'll be okay."
Theresa sighed in relief and glanced at her watch when her eyes widened, and she said, "Oh no! It's almost 2 in the morning. I have to be at the research center by 5!"
Florence said to her daughter, "You better go, Theresa. Don't worry, I'll stay here until Michael wakes up."
Theresa bit her lip, and the Doctor sensed her reluctance to leave and said, "He'll be moved into a hospital room once the anesthesia effect wears off."
Theresa nodded, kissed Florence's cheek, and said, "Text me what happens, Mom."
Florence softly smiled at her daughter and nodded. Theresa quickly turned around and left the Waiting Room, leaving Florence and the Doctor behind.
"Now," The Doctor looked at Florence seriously and said, "Since your daughter is gone, I can be open with you, Ms. Taylor."
Florence confusedly narrowed her eyes and asked, "Open about what, Doctor? Is there something wrong with Michael?"
The Doctor sighed heavily and said, "We removed the glass shard from his penis, but.."
"But?" Florence asked her heartbeat rapidly increasing.
"But, unfortunately, we found out that his cavernous nerve has been damaged.", the Doctor finished.
Florence widened her eyes in fear and asked, "W-What? Is. . . Is it permanent?"
The Doctor sighed, not wanting to give Florence false hope, and said, "Michael Taylor might never have an erection again."
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