It was a rainy day and I was spending some quality time indoors with my family when the phone rang. The phone call was from the hospital where my grandmother has been admitted to.
                   She hadn’t been feeling well lately and we wanted to make sure that she was healthy and that nothing had happened to her, that’s why we went to do a medical check-up three days ago. After the examination the doctor suggested us to let her stay at the hospital  for about a week so they could make sure that nothing suspicious was going on.
                    When my mother saw who the caller was, she freaked out and she picked up as quickly as possible. She answered the phone and suddenly started crying. For a moment we forgot what was going on but then it all started to make sense. It was about my grandmother. She was in a terrible condition and she needed surgery immediately.
                       We arrived there as soon as we possibly could... but there were so many people in the emergency room that we would have to wait at least a couple of hours. My mother was so worried about my grandmother’s condition that she had to pay extra so we could be the first ones that were entering to get her surgery done.
                        Now she’s fine and it all went well, but, this situation made me remember that money is very important, and that this society always puts it first. Without it you can’t do anything, you can’t survive... and sadly we can’t change a damn about it so we’ll just have to get used to it.