My arms were beginning to ache. The brown, warm ladder seemed to grow and grow. I slowly continued to grasp each rung of the ladder, gripping so gently that I thought I might fall off. But I must keep going, otherwise I will never be 100% safe. The room above is packed with medicine and doctors, to keep me secure. I was so tired I felt like I was going to fall and flip like a gold fish out of the water. A bird flew past, which made me wish I could grow wings and fly up this ladder, but with any luck, we will be there soon.