Red Death

I'm hot, sweaty (I think,) wet (maybe,) confused. I sit upin my bed, and stare at the sun beaming in through the balcony door. Colors penetrate my eyes... yellow, orange, blue, green, red, Red, RED - wait, there's nothing RED in my room. I look down and everything is RED. Suddenly, I can't breath, my hands and fingers go numb, I feel my heart pounding in my chest, and random thoughts flood my mind. What's going on? I shouldn't have my period... It's too watery to be blood... it's doesn't feel like menstration. I open my eyes which have been clenched tightly for several minutes to realize that the pain is stabbing me. It's on the lower left side of my abdomen directly where my ovary is... right where my nightmare started 1 1/2 years ago.

I slowly uncurl my body, roll off the bed, and realizing I simply can't stand up I crawl up the spiral steps to my bathroom. I turn on the water. Warm, hot, steamy... the tub slowly fills. The phone rings. I answer to find Maryliza wondering if I got up. "Are you ready for coffee? Should I come over?" she asks. Why not? things are normal. I pull myself onto the toilet, and releasing my morning urine, I notice that there is blood. I ignore it, wipe, and hop in the tub. My body soaks up the heat relieving the pain, slowly relaxing and drifting to sleep. I open my eyes to find the water red from blood.

The doorbell...Maryliz... I manage to walk downstairs and open. She starts screaming when she sees me... I'm pale... there's blood all over the house... one word- HOSPITAL.