4 More Bad Things

CHAPTER 4 More Bad Things Mrs. Finkel had all the kids except me go across the hall to the other third-grade class, Mrs. Bower's class. I heard Joshua complaining about it, because he wanted to wait for the ambulance people to arrive. But my leg hurt so much, I didn't even care about what Joshua said. Mom stayed by me, except when she went to the front of the room to get paper towels to wipe the throw up off my shirt. Mrs. Finkel went

第四章 更多糟糕的事 芬克尔太太让除了我之外的所有孩子穿过走廊，去三年级另一个鲍尔太太的班级。 我听见约书亚在抱怨这件事，因为他想等救护人员到。 可我的腿太疼了，我根本不在乎约书亚说什么。 妈妈一直陪在我身边，只有一次她走到教室前面拿纸巾，要擦掉我衬衫上的呕吐物。 芬克尔太太走

out to the hall to show the paramedics in. "I didn't know I was going to be sick," I wailed. "Sometimes when something hurts a lot, it can make you throw up," Mom said. "It does hurt," I said. "I know, baby." "Is my leg broken?" I cried. "Probably so," Mom said. She was holding my hand tight with one hand, and stroking my hair with the other. "Don't look, don't look," she said. "Does it look really awful?" "It'll be okay." "What if it's not?" I asked. "What if it never is okay again in my whole entire life?" "Of course it will be okay," Mom said. But her voice was shaky, so I knew she was scared, too.

到走廊上，要带护理人员进来。 “我刚才不知道自己会吐的。”我哭着说。 “有时候哪儿特别疼的时候，就会让人想吐哦。”妈妈说。 “真的好疼。”我说。 “我知道，宝贝。” “我的腿是不是断了？” 我哭着问。 “很可能是哦。”妈妈说。 她一只手紧紧攥着我的手，另一只手轻轻摸着我的头发。 “别往这儿看，别看哦。”她说。 “它看起来是不是特别吓人？” “会没事的。” “要是好不了怎么办？” 我问。 要是我这辈子永远都好不了了怎么办？” “当然会好起来的呀。”妈妈说。 可她的声音在抖，所以我知道她也害怕。

A few minutes later, Mrs. Finkel came back in, along with two paramedics. They told me their names, but it was hard to listen, because I was too busy being scared and hurting a lot. Plus, I was embarrassed again. This time because there was still throw up on my shirt. "I don't want them to see my shirt," I whispered to Mom. "Don't worry," she said. "They deal with medical emergencies all the time. They've seen much worse." Since I couldn't walk, they put me on a stretcher and carried me out. Even moving an eensy weensy tiny bit made my leg hurt worse. Mom climbed into the ambulance with me. I was mostly crying, but in between I said, "I can't hear the sirens." "We turn them on when we need them,"

几分钟后，芬克尔太太回来了，还跟着两名护理人员。 他们跟我说了他们的名字，可我根本听不进去，因为我太害怕，也太疼了。 而且我又觉得不好意思了。 这次是因为我衬衫上还沾着呕吐物呢。 “我不想让他们看到我的衬衫。”我小声跟妈妈说。 “别担心。”她说。 “他们天天处理医疗紧急情况， 见过比这糟糕得多的场面呢。” 我走不了路，所以他们把我放到担架上抬了出去。 哪怕动一点点点点，我的腿都疼得更厉害。 妈妈跟着我一起上了救护车。 我大部分时候都在哭，哭的间隙我说：“我没听到警笛声呀。” “我们需要的时候才会开警笛哦。”

one of the paramedics told me. But then we stopped. I guess maybe there was a red light up ahead, or something. I couldn't see since I was lying down in the back with no windows. There was the "whoop whoop" siren sound, and we started moving again. It didn't take very long to get to the emer- gency room of Somers General Hospital. I stayed lying down as the paramedics pulled me out of the ambulance. Mom was right by my side, jogging to keep up as they rushed me in. I was transferred to a new bed. "Ow ow ow," I cried again, because every time they moved me, it hurt. When I looked around, I saw three other kids in beds around the room. Two of them were also crying, and their parents were in chairs next to their beds, like Mom was right

其中一名护理人员告诉我。 可接着我们就停了下来。 我猜前面可能是红灯，或者别的什么情况。 我看不见，因为我正躺在后面，这儿没有窗户。 传来了“呜哇呜哇”的警笛声，然后我们又继续往前开了。 没花多长时间，我们就到了萨默斯综合医院的急诊室。 护理人员把我从救护车上抬下来的时候，我一直躺着没动。 妈妈就守在我旁边，他们急匆匆推我进去的时候，妈妈一路小跑跟着。 我被转移到了一张新的病床上。 “哎哟哎哟哎哟，”我又哭了起来，因为他们每次动我，我都疼。 我往周围看了看，看见房间里还有另外三个孩子躺在病床上。 其中两个也在哭，他们的父母就坐在床边的椅子上，就像妈妈现在正

next to mine. But the third kid wasn't crying at all, and the chair next to her was empty. I guess she wasn't hurt too badly. She didn't look hurt AT ALL. As a matter of fact, she looked perfectly healthy and well. I wished I had whatever she had instead of what I did have. I would've clicked my heels together to make the wish, but I couldn't move my leg. Just then a woman came by with a needle in her hand. I tried to scoot back in bed, away from her. But it's hard to scoot back when you have a probably-broken leg, and I cried out again. "Hi, Stella, I'm Patricia," the woman said. "I'm a nurse here at Somers General, and I'm going to put in an IV. That'll help with your pain. Okay?" "No, it's not okay," I said. "No IVs and no

坐在我旁边一样。 可第三个孩子一点都没哭，她旁边的椅子是空的。 我猜她伤得不太重。 她看起来根本就不像受伤的样子。 实际上，她看起来健健康康、精神得很。 我真希望我得的是她的毛病，而不是我现在这个样子。 我都想碰碰脚后跟许愿了，可我的腿根本动不了。 就在这时，一个女人走了过来，手里拿着一根针。 我使劲想在床上往后躲，离她远一点。 可腿很可能断了的时候，根本没法往后挪，我又疼得叫出了声。 “嗨，斯特拉，我是帕特里夏。”那个女人说。 “我是萨默斯综合医院的护士，我要给你扎个留置针。 这样就能帮你止疼啦。 好不好？” “不，一点都不好。”我说。 “我不要留置针，也不要