[ WP ] You wake up with the newfound ability to communicate with your internal organs . They have asked for a meeting .

You know what they say, your organs are active even while you sleep. You just do n't know how active they can get. 
 
 My experience dates back last November. I was hearing a lot of noise somewhere and I ignored it. Ward beds felt cozier than my actual bed, plus I can freely adjust the slope of the back. There's cable TV too. All thanks to my dad's insurance, I got myself a pretty neat room. But the TV was off and there was no one but my sleeping older brother in the room, and really, he sleeps like a log. 
 
 `` This might be a lot to digest right now, but you're awake and we need to talk to you.'' One of the voices spoke. 
 
 I looked around, sure that I really was awake but unable to track the sound. My eyes closed suddenly. `` This might help you relax.'' Another voice said. 
 
 `` Relax? Relax? Why would she need to relax? We lost a member here and that's from her neglect.'' 
 
 `` We just kind of survived a fire, okay?'' 
 
 `` We would n't have been in the hospital if it were n't for-!'' 
 
 `` Calm down, all of you. This is our first official meeting.'' I was completely bewildered but I could n't open my eyes. I thought maybe the painkillers had done me in. `` We are your organs, we need to speak to you in light of what happened.'' 
 
 `` The... fire?'' I thought. `` Or-organs? My guts and stuff?'' 
 
 `` Alright, alright, pleasantries aside now.'' That was my stomach. I suddenly knew the voices. I was wide awake now, and I realized that my eyes had closed themselves. I was being spoken to by mostly my digestive system. And I knew why. 
 
 `` Is everyone alright?'' I asked. That is probably the smartest thing I did in a while. I would n't need medical exams if my organs are ready to report on their own. 
 
 `` We're fine.'' Said my lungs. `` We did n't take much smoke from last night.'' 
 
 `` The stitches stayed close, by the way.'' Certain nerves said. 
 
 `` As the head of the digestive system, it is I who called for this meeting.'' My stomach said firmly. `` Under your decisions, we've suffered greatly, but never this great.'' 
 
 `` Take it easy.'' My appendix said. `` She's had to walk down four flights of stairs because the hospital from last night had no ramps, and that was five or so hours after we lost Gallbladder.'' 
 
 The mention of that organ put us all in silence. 
 
 Hours after my laparoscopy yesterday, something in the fabric department of the hospital caught fire. It spread quickly, and the almost two hundred patients were evacuated to the sister hospitals, even though some were considerably far. I was wearing a unique hat, so my doctor spotted me and had me transferred to a hospital only a block away. That was after I was forced to take the stairs. I was in a daze by the time I was transferred. 
 
 `` All of us had a hard time.'' One kidney spoke. I could testify to that. It was only hours after surgery so I needed to drain fluids. 
 
 `` I think this is a powerful experience you need to learn from.'' Stomach scolded. `` You who were once proud of being the only one in your family to never have been hospitalized had a minor surgery, and a fire to boot. Both you would n't have experienced if you did n't binge.'' 
 
 `` I'm sorry. I could n't help it.'' 
 
 `` To be fair, we know you could n't. It was exams and you were stressed out, makes food pretty awesome.'' Tongue said, as if the whole binge eating thing was a recent development. 
 
 `` It'll be hard for me and for the rest of us digestive system if you did n't have a serious change of lifestyle.'' Stomach pointed out. `` You slip into that habit of eating away your problems again and one by one, we'll all be eliminated. And it started with Gallbladder.'' 
 
 Perhaps my organs having a voice was my punishment. Perhaps I inhaled smoke with certain chemicals. I do n't really know. One thing is for sure is that it's my body, and whether directly or indirectly, I must have done this to myself. 

