Hello Mary Lou! [Ricky Nelson]

Chapter Eight

Ricky was in surgery today. To get his tonsils out. David bought him balloons. His parents got him a card. I got him a card and my parents did to. Get well soon cards. I also got him a huge cute stuffed bear.

He had a sparkly suit on and held a gutair too! In his paws. So adorable! Now we were waiting for Ricky to get done. If everything went well he could come home the next day. He had to stay one night here.

I could hardly wait for Ricky to get better and be himself once more. Not his so we could kiss. But so I could actually hear him say I love you. Not just write it to me. I kept those papers.

It meant alot to me.

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"I hope everything is going ok" I pipe up. We were all waiting and worried.

"He will be fine" David assured me kindly.

I nodded in agreement with that. His dad was pacing the floor. Poor guy.

"I just hope that his beautiful voice will remain unchanged" his mother worries.

"We all hope that to dear" his dad reminds her.

I sigh as I glanced at the clock ticking over on the wall. Time seemed to go by slower when you waited for something to happen. That you needed something to happen! Ugh.

The surgeon doctor finally arrived to talk with us! I stand up out of my seat as does David. We had to know. Was Ricky ok?'

"He did fine! He's resting in the waiting area room before going to a private room. He will have a scratchy sore throat the next few days. So, no talking no singing until the stitches dissolve then he can later. Only eat jello or ice cream as well for now!" orders the doctor."Right now only parents may go into see him until we move him into his room"

"How wonderful!" sighs his mom happily.

"We are so grateful doc. We want to see him now" says his father.

The nurse takes them back to visit Ricky. David and I sit back down. David hands me a magazine he had been reading. If I could keep my mind on it. Guards stood watch over us to keep curious fans away from bothering us.

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"Oh, I can't wait to see him Dave. I'm so happy he did well" I state.

"Me to. Me too" agrees David. "Try not to worry. He will be yacking our ears in no time" jokes David making me laugh at that.

I know Ricky was more worried about all this than his mom. I hoped his beautiful singing voice would remained unharmed. His career depended on that! Ricky was going to have a new album out soon. And more new songs for his fans.