"Jenna,", called a nurse "the doctors will see you now."
I stood, and walked down the corridor I had walked down so many times. My appointment would go like this...
First, to Dr. Nelson. She would take my blood pressure, and all the stuff of any regular appointment.
Second, I go to Dr. Peter. He worked with my C.A.T scan, and ultrasound.
Third, I go to the two doctors, that specialize in cancer. I can never remember their names.
Fourth, to Dr. Reece, and Dr. Snow, both are flu experts.
Fifth, and finally, are my 3 specialty doctors. The specialty doctors mainly make sure I don't get depressed, they also translate all the medical stuff, into English.
I'm at step five now. My best friend, just texted me that everyone just got out of school. That means I have been here for about two hours.
"I have a little news for you.", said the specialty doctor. I could tell by his face it was not good news.
"You see when we projected you had three years to live. That was estimated with the medicine working, but the medicine has not done anything to help you.", said Dr. Shelby. Dr. Shelby, is my favorite doctor. She tells me stuff up front, no stalling. That is why her pause now, worries me. "We have estimated again, and now, you have one year left."
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1 year
Teen FictionYou think you know what it is like to be sick. You have never been sick like me. I am the proud founder of the new disease, Jennoid. It is even named after me, Jenna. The doctors say it appears to be a combination flu, and cancer. Six months ago, th...
