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I GET SICK

One day I went downstairs to the lobby

of my Dorm

and the next thing I knew

I woke up in the Infirmary.


Doctor Lufton said to me

"Lynne, you fainted."

and I said to him

"Well, I feel fine, Doctor Lufton.

Maybe I tripped or something."


To me it was much ado about nothing.


But he would have none of it.


"Have you been eating?"

he asked

and I said

"Oh, yes, I have, Dr. Lufton."

I didn't want him to know that I didn't have time to eat.

Mostly if I was weak with hunger I would snitch

some Oreos out of Annie's stash.


"What are your academic hours?"

he asked

and I told him that I got up at 4:15 to go to work


then I fibbed and said I got back in plenty of time

to go to classes and get my homework done.


No sense in telling the truth and making things worse.


Dr. Lufton drew blood

and that night Annie and Charles came to visit

and I told them I would be out of the Infirmary

by the next day.


Little did I know!


The next day one of the college administrators

Mr. Armstrong

came to the Infirmary

to talk to me.


"Lynne", he said,

pulling up a chair by my bed

and taking my hand in his

"you fainted because you are anemic

malnourished

and exhausted.

So we are going to send you home to get some good food

and some rest."


You could have knocked me over with a feather!


"But I feel fine!"

I argued.

"If Doctor Lufton would let me get up

I could go back to class right now

no problem...."


but he was already out the door

and I heard him calling Daddy from Dr. Lufton's office


and then I heard the two of them talking

about how Daddy had said I couldn't come home

because of all the babies.



After a while they came back in my room

to tell me that Daddy wouldn't let me go home

and I couldn't stay at school


and I cried.


The next day Mr. Armstrong told me they found me a job

and a place to live

and for me to go pack my things

because he was taking me to my new place


so I went back to my dorm room

said goodbye to Annie

tried to keep myself from busting out

screaming and crying

got out my brown suitcase

packed up my clothes

and my lamp

and left college.


"Now, Lynne," Mr. Armstrong said

on the long ride into Rochester

"you get some good food in your belly

and good sleep at night

and save some money

and as soon as you're rested and well

give us a call and we'll come and get you again."


And that's how it happened that I spent my first night alone

ever in my life

at the YWCA

in a strange city.



It was scary.

I didn't hear Mom coughing

Daddy snoring

the babies fussing

or even Annie tossing and turning.


I only heard the terrified pounding of my heart.



Music Playing: Someone to Watch Over Me
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