Annie looked back, smiled at me, and motioned for me to follow her again as she walked toward the elevators. We got on together, and she pressed the button for the first floor. We exited, and she motioned back to me that we were going to head left down the hall. Annie was walking at a clip, and it was hard to keep up with her. I had experienced this on campus before when I tried to follow Katy the first time we met at the library. She was so excited to show me the facility I could barely keep up with her. I had asthma, and it always seemed to kick in at the most inopportune moments, like now.

"Wait," I gasped. Annie turned to look at me and asked, "What is wrong?" I looked at her forlorn and said, "I cannot catch my breath. I have asthma, just give me a second. My inhaler is in my car. I just need a moment. " That is when I guess my face started to turn blue. Annie screamed something with the word code in it. The next thing I remember, I am in a hospital bed. I looked around the room. No, Annie, no mum, no one. I called out, and no one came. Then I looked around and saw the buzzer attached to the bed. I pressed it, and a nurse came into the room. "How are you feeling, Hunny?" She asked with that Tennessee drawl I had missed so much. I'm good. I feel much better, can I get up. "Not yet, hun, you have an IV attached. Let me get the doctor and see what he wants to do with you". She left, and a few minutes later, a woman in a lovely suit walked in and asked: "how are you feeling, Claire?" I said I felt fine and that I was ready to leave and go back to mum and Gran. She said she understood and asked me to sign a release, which I did. Once that was out of the way, I got up and started collecting my things and headed to the bathroom to get dressed. Once I got dressed, she was waiting for my return. Her name was Doctor Rey, and she said she was just leaving when my emergency happened. She scolded me for not having my inhaler on me. She said that the crisis need not have happened if I had my inhaler on me. I acknowledged her, and then she handed me my inhaler. She smiled, and I winced. I realized she had gotten it out of my car. Mum must have given her my or someone my keys. I was embarrassed for the mess they say. I admit it I am a pig when it comes to my car. Who has time to get trash in a bag when you are sailing down the highway at 80 mph? I thanked her and put the inhaler in my pocket.

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I promised her to be careful. She left, and I put my clothes on in the bathroom, tidied my hair, and started back toward Gran's room. I got there just as mum was rousing awake.