Head Over Wheels [Elvis]

Chapter 1 - The Letter that Brought Him to Her

Hello, everyone! Yes, I'm back with another Elvis story. This one was next up in the Elvis Story Poll (please vote on more stories if you haven't!). I admit that this one will be a bit of a challenge, since I know next to nothing regarding Muscular Dystrophy. I'm going to do my best to research it and ask around at my place of work (a nursing home). And if you all have any info about it, please let me know! The disease wasn't called that in the 50s, not until the 80s, but the symptoms are the same.

Anyway, I'm excited for this story, nonetheless, since I haven't paired Elvis with a patient at a hospital before. Should be fun! (Note: the charity mentioned in chapters 1 &2 is made up; I'll delve into real charities later).

ENJOY!!

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The hype was everywhere in the hospital. I couldn't go anywhere in it and not hear about a certain famous young man coming to the hospital to run this year's Dimes for Young Minds, a charity event we hold every year that helps raise money for the pediatric floor of the hospital for schooling supplies and lessons for the long-term kids who need schooling. The pediatric floor was the main area where I liked to spend my time as Mom was down in the financial office. It was the summer, so I spent my whole days here. Heck, I sometimes slept here at the hospital when I wasn't actually a patient.

"Can you believe that he chose this hospital to run the charity?" asked my nurse friend Violet as we stood at the main nurses' station on the pediatric floor, and nurses and doctors were walking around. Well, she was standing. I was sitting in my wheelchair.

"I know. It's so mind-boggling. But I'm not complaining. I have been his fan since I first heard that unique voice of his on the radio. I've told you that story, right?"

She put a hand on her hip as her brown eyes twinkled. She was an exotic beauty was tan skin and dark hair under her nurse's hat. She was twenty-four years old. "Only about a thousand times. You were lying down in your hospital bed as the radio was going, and suddenly, his voice came on. You forgot the pain you were in since his voice soothed the pain."

"It really did seem like it did, though!" I defended as she snickered. "He's been a healing balm for me since then, and... I just can't believe I'll be able to meet him and tell him how much he means to me."

"And you want to tell him that he's the most handsome young man on planet Earth, right?"

She rose a dark brow slyly, and I felt heat rise to my cheeks. "Well... I wouldn't say that right off. You know I'm not like that. That's probably the reason why I've never had a boyfriend before."

"You just need to put yourself out there."

I put my arms out, indicating myself in my wheelchair. "It's a bit difficult for me to put myself out there when I'm confined to a wheelchair due to a neuromuscular disease. And even if I wasn't..." I paused, and I recalled what the doctors had told me since I was diagnosed with this disease. "Well, it wouldn't matter, anyway."

Violet's eyes saddened. "Hey, of course it does. You're young. You deserve to have some fun with a boy. And the right one will love you for you, wheelchair and all."

I smiled. "Thanks. It's just hard to accept."

"I know. So, enough of that. We need to prepare ourselves to receive the most famous guy in the country. The event hall downstairs needs to be set up, and I volunteered to help do that after my shift. That's where he's going to be introduced, and then there's the tour of the hospital and meeting the kids." She squealed. "Oh, I hope I'm chosen to show him around!"