Anita collapses

It was one week before our trip to Aruba, and it seemed like everything was going well. It appeared as if we would make the trip with no problems. I constantly worried about something going wrong, but for a change "they" did not seem to be interferring.

It was a typical week day morning and Anita had gotten up first and was getting ready for school when she walked into the bedroom bathroom and collapsed! I jumped out of bed and went over to her.

"What's wrong?"

She was still conscious. "I just got all dizzy. I didn't feel well when I got up. I feel weak and tired. I feel alright now," she said.

I helped her up and she seemed alright. A couple of nimutes later she collapsed again in the bathroom.

"Help me," she called out. "I can't move!"

I tried to help her up to the bed, but she was too heavy and she experienced pain when I tried to move her.

"I'll call an ambulance for you."

For a moment I thought about asking her who was behind my torture problems. In exchange for the answer, I would call for help. And if she wouldn't answer, I considered just leaving for work and leaving her there. However, my love and compassion for her made me ask without asking her.

The ambulance arrived quickly and took Anita to the emergency room of a local hospital. She looked quete pale and was complaining that she was in considerable pain. Her condition was deteriorating rapidly.

A doctor came over and examined her immediately and then asked me to leave the room while he ran some tests. A few minutes later, the doctor came out and exclaimed "We have to operate immediately. Your wife is bleeding internally." With that statement he held up a syringe full of blood. "I took this from your wife's body cavity." he continued. "If we don't operate now she will die! We have to find the source of the bleeding."

I went back into the room to talk to Anita. Things were happening to fast for her to be really scared.

She began, "The doctor thinks I had a tubal prenancy that ruptured. It's causing internal bleeding. Isn't that something? All of these years of trying to get pregnant and now this."

I didn't get much of a chance to say anything before nurses came in with papers for me to sign. Then they asked me to leave the room so that they could get Anita ready for the operation. As I was leaving Anita called out "There goes our trip to Aruba. I'm sorry I messed things up."

"Don't worry about that. I'll take care of it." I assured her.

Since Anita would be in surgery for at least two hours and I was too anxious to wait around, I called into work and then headed home. I was still very hyper from my conference harassment ordeal to sit still for two hours. As I drove home I kept thinking "She was pregnant!" I kept thinking about how a month earlier Anita and Dr. Iron had talked as if she were pregnant. Had Anita known and not told me because of our situation? Did Dr. Iron know she was pregnant or was it a true coincident? Was it an oval or a true circle(see the post on how to cause a nervous breakdown.). All of these thoughts ran through my head as I drove along.

NOTE: One of the things I learned from my experience with the Nazis is that once evil enters your life through an evil person or persons as it did in mine, the evil seems to take over your life and everything seems to go wrong. Bad things happens in your life like the above scenario with Anita. The moral is if you believe someone is bad news and evil, get them out of your life as fast as you can before the evil encompasses you. In my case I should have walked out of Gamma Supplies after a week or two when I could sense the immense evil of Darth Korey and the people behind him. Which is why the Nazis had picked a poor person as their victim because they knew I couldn't afford to leave -I was trapped. As some friends of mine like to say, if you can avoid police, lawyers, doctors and the Nazi government in your life, you will have a good life.