One morning, Keturah woke up with the feeling to vomit and make use of the toilet.
As she supported herself to get up, a harsh pain shot up from her left hand all the way to her arm and she cried out in pain.
The urge to use the toilet was high as well as the need to throw up. She groaned in pain as she tried to stand on her feet.
Once she was on her feet, she supported her back with her right hand and dragged her swollen feet to the door.
Her left arm suddenly became numb after the pain she felt and she couldn't move it.
"V…Vee." The energy to scream was not there and she found herself calling her caretaker's name in a low voice.
It took her five minutes to open the door in tears with the good hand which she had used to support her waist. She inhaled deeply before exhaling heavily as she stood in one place.
"Vee…" she began to breathe with difficulty as she resumed dragging her feet in pain.
