Chapter 8

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I Roll into Emmas Room every day to Check on her. We're both Looking Worse. But I know that she's healthier than me. She can walk. She has two legs. She doesn't need assistance breathing. She talks to me every day. Now, it's become more often than not that she comes into my room. Plugged into chemo I never have the energy to wheel to her room anymore. Radiation therapy started recently. I felt like I was being sat on by an elephant. Then for no apparent reason, my appendix busted. It sorted as I was lying down one day. I felt a sharp, ripping pain in my stomach. I had had bad stomach aches before this, nurses told me it was just the chemo. But I could tell this wasn't. I hit the red call button on one of my many machines and pointed to my stomach grimacing. The pain was so severe I couldn't talk. The nurse bright in a mini ultrasound scanner and applied the cold jelly to my stomach. She used a tool and rubbed the gel around. She looked at the screen and turned a shade paler. Without saying anything she lifted me up, carefully keeping the IV in. Put me on a stretcher, and ran down to the or with me on the stretcher. My eyes dropped and she screamed at me to stay with her. Emma heard the commotion and was running by the stretcher, holding my hand. When the nurse neared the big metal doors, Emma pecked my forehead and waved. The anethstiosioligist came in and placed the mask over myface. His words became slurred. And I drifted off into a crushing darkness.

However I see something, a light. I head towards it, and see myself on a metal table, tubes and wires springing out of me in every way Possible. The doctors working feverishly on me. I look at the moniter. No pulse. The moniter is letting off a wailing noise and a doctor presses two metal plates to my chest. "CLEAR!" He yells. I see my body jerk unnaturally. The moniter has a few rising lines now. I feel myself  being pulled back to darkness. I fight it. I want to go to the light. But I cant leave Emma. So I give in. Letting fate take me whatever way it decides.

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