Its 2:30 in the morning and I’m still sitting in the hospital parking lot waiting for her to be released as I type this. When she called me, she sounded so shaken as she spoke (I know that’s a natural response to falling and hitting your head). She told me she was bleeding from the back of her head and I called 911. She was all alone when it happened. Working so hard for my siblings and I to have a roof over our head. I know I wasn’t even there when she fell but my brain won’t stop vividly picturing her falling and hitting her head over and over again. All I see when I close my eyes is her laying there in pain and scared all alone. I’m not sure if this anxiety or just how my brain processes highly stressful situations due to previous trauma, but I wish I could get these thoughts and images out of my head.