Unwell

Chapter 5

Chapter 5.
Tasha's POV.
As I went downstairs to make breakfast for Adam, Bree, Leo, Donald and I, I passed Chase's room and heard noises. I knocked on the door.
"Who is it?" Chase asked.
"It's Tasha. Are you ok?" I asked.
"I haven't been ok for a few days. You have to be more specific." Chase replied.
I opened the door and saw Chase in a chair beside his bed.
"Sweetie, why aren't you in bed?" I asked.
"I woke up and threw up, I tried to go downstairs to the bathroom and I got super dizzy." Chase explained.
I picked him up, put him back in his bed and put the covers on top of him.
"Just rest. I'll send someone to check on you later." I smiled as I left his room and went downstairs.
I washed my hands and started making the strawberry waffles. I heard the elevator door open and Adam and Bree exit.
"Waffles!" Adam yelled as he sat down.
I smiled at his childish act and continued making the waffles. I heard Leo come down the stairs with Donald close behind him.
"Morning guys." I smiled as I handed them their plates.
"Is Chase any better?" Donald asked.
I must admit, it was so adorable seeing him concerned about our children, even if they were as sick as a dog.
"I don't know, he said he threw up again and when he tried to get to the bathroom, he got extremely dizzy." I explained.
"I'll check on him after I eat some of your amazing waffles." Donald said as he continued eating.
I finished up and started eating myself. I saw Donald finish up and go upstairs to check on Chase.
Mr. Davenport's POV.
I went upstairs to check on Chase. I grabbed the thermometer and knocked on his door.
"Who is it?" He asked.
"It's Mr. Davenport, can I come in?" I asked.
"Sure." Chase said.
I opened the door and saw him laying down on his back, looking like a extra in a zombie movie. I put the thermometer in his mouth. After it beeped, I pulled it out. 103.5. I let out a short girly shriek, picked him up and put him on the couch. Tasha and Adam walked over to Chase and I.
"Why did you bring him down here?" Tasha asked.
"Honey, I need you to call the doctor's office and set up a appointment for Chase, I need to get the chip extractor, Adam, keep a eye on him. And before you ask, do not actually put your eye on him." I explained as I went down to the lab.
Adam's POV.
I watched as Tasha and Mr. Davenport left the room. I knelt down beside my little brother and held his hand tightly.
"Adam?" He asked.
"Yeah. Yeah, it's me Chase." I smiled as I wiped his sweaty hair out of his eyes.
"I don't feel good." Chase groaned.
"Mr. Davenport is gonna take you to the hospital and they will make you feel better, I promise." I said.
"You can't promise that." Chase said before he groaned again.
"Chase, look at me. I promise that after you go to the hospital, you will feel better very soon. Alright?" I asked.
He nodded and groaned again. I saw Mr. Davenport come back in the room with the chip extractor and he took out Chase's chip. Then I saw Tasha come back in the room, saying the appointment was in twenty minutes. Luckily, we weren't very far from the hospital. I watched as Mr. Davenport took Chase to the lab to put him in regular clothes and then he brought him back upstairs and put him in the car, then they drove towards the hospital.
Mr. Davenport's POV.
As I quickly drove to the hospital, I glanced back at Chase, who was now sleeping in the back seat. I looked back at the road and continued to drive to the hospital. When we got there, I parked and gently woke up Chase.
"Chase. We're here." I said.
He slowly got out of the car and almost immediately fell down. I picked him up and he leaned on me the whole time we walked into the building. I rang the bell on the counter and was almost immediately greeted by the receptionist.
"Hello, how can I help you?" She asked.
"Dr. Miller, Chase Davenport." I said.
She turned to her computer.
"Yep, go upstairs to the second floor." She smiled.
"Thank you." I said as I helped Chase walk to the elevator.
I helped him sit down in the waiting room and he started falling asleep again. I gently tapped his face.
"What?" He asked.
"Try not to fall asleep." I said.
"But I'm tired!" He whined as he closed his eyes.
I decided not to fight with him anymore when the door opened and his name was called.
"Come on Chase." I said as I helped him stand up.
The nurse took us down the hall and into one of the rooms. I helped Chase get on the bed and I sat down in a chair. The nurse left after she helped Chase get settled to get Dr. Miller. He came in.a few minutes later, followed by the nurse.
"So what have been Chase's symptoms?" Dr. Miller asked.
"Vomiting, sore throat, chills, hallucinations, and high fever staying at around 103 degrees." I explained.
"Alright, when did he first get sick?" Dr. Miller asked.
"Saturday morning." I said.
"How did you find out he was sick?" Dr. Miller asked.
"My other kids and I were eating breakfast when I heard him vomiting from his room, so I took his temperature and it was at 102.5." I said.
"Was that the lowest it has been since he has gotten sick?" Dr. Miller asked.
"Yes." I said.
"Well, I know what is wrong with him." Dr. Miller said.
"What?" I asked.
"He has a stomach bug, but he also has mononucleosis. The best thing to do is to admit him into the hospital until he is better." Dr. Miller explained.
(A/N. For those who do not know what mononucleosis is, it means that your fever will not go down.)
"I understand." I said.
I went downstairs to sign more forms for Chase while Dr. Miller called a gurney to get Chase to his room. I called Tasha and explained what happened to Chase, then I went to his room to sit with him. He was sleeping soundly, for the first time in a while.