A dancer with cancer

Chapter 17

Two months later
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"Mom.mom." I lightly pushed on my mom. "wake up." I stood at her bed in the hospital room.
" What is it honey?" She said whispering, clearly not fully awake yet.
" I am starting to burn up, again." I told her. she didn't move, but her hand slowly reached up to feel my fore head.she nodded." I will call the nurse. she picked up the phone and began to talk.i sat in my bed feeling cold, although I was burning up. '3 to 5 months.' the doctor voice started in my head. I am I starting to die? the questioned scared me. oh lord, I don't want to die, at least not yet. a nurse came in handing me some pills, Tylenol probably, and some red Gatorade. The nurse looked like she was freshly out of collage.

"Honey we are going to test your blood tomorrow" she told me. dang it! I remember when i got to see taylor in concert. it was amazing and a super awesome experience. I was wearing the concert t shirt to bed. I had got to meet taylor and I was so excited when she gave me a hug that I cried. I had a huge fever the following day and I have been the hospital since. no dance class no nothing. I popped the pill in my mouth and drank a splash of gatorade to wash it down. I close my eyes and before I knew it I was asleep.

" Good morning sunshine!" my mom awakened me with pure joy on her face.

" Hi." I rolled over and close my eyes again, to tired to talk.

" No honey, you need to eat and get ready your getting you blood tested today." I knew that, that's why I was trying to fall back asleep." What do you want to eat this morning? I am having waffles." children's hospital food, does not taste like hospital food at all, but I would enjoy it more if I didn't have cancer and want to eat.
" A giant pickle."

"Uh, sorry they don't have that in there breakfast options for today." she laughed.

" Well they should." I laughed too. I wanted something light to eat. "I will have yogurt and berries."

"Ok." she picked up the phone...
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" It's only one small needle."

"I know. I know." I still hate getting my blood tested.

" Just one small pinch and try to relax your arm." I tensed up and squeezed my eyes shut.

"Ow." I rubbed my arm. the nurse put one small circle band aid on the red dot on my arm.

" Ok you guys can go back to your room." we headed out the door.

" We do you hate needles anyway?" my mom, Nicole, asked me in the hallway toward our room.

" I don't like the fact that someone sticks a sharp object into you and injects something ." I shivered at the thought as we entered the room.

"Hahaha! your ridiculous its not that bad!" she laughed as she sat down on the bed.

"O, yes it is." I laughed as I sat down beside her. some one knocked on the door. "come in!" nurse Sheri came into the room.

" We sent your blood to the lab for tests, you will have your meeting tomorrow with the doctor."

"Okay thanks!" my mom said.


So we just have to wait and see.