Love wasn't on my bucket list (Complete)

Chapter Twenty Two

Chaapter 22

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"WE NEED A CRASH CART IN HERE" Those are the words that make my world come crashing down.

I watch enough TV to know a crash cart means her heart is not longer beating

Her heart isn't beating.

I drop the coffee's on the floor and sprint to her room only to see her with a tube in her throat and metal paddles to her chest, jerking her up and down.

This can't be it

I need one more kiss, one my hug, one more smile, one more laugh

I slide down the wall and just cry

I cry for my girlfriend; I cry for the loss I now know is inevitable. I cry for Danielle, the love of my life

I curl my knee's up to my chest and sob, not caring about the noise I'm making or the scene I am causing

I do this until I'm tapped on the shoulder by a doctor in a white coat.

"Are you Danielle's husband?" he asks, checking his chart

"Yes"

"As you know, your wife has a very aggressive cardiac sarcoma without a possible cure at this time. She is currently stable but no longer able to breath on her own. We understand you have a surgeon coming from Ontario to perform a risky surgery to remove the tumor, as you know I don't agree with it but I think it may be her last shot so we are keeping her stable until Dr. Evans arrives" he says, keeping his hand on my shoulder as if he knows me

"Wait? She's alive?!" I say but don't stick around long enough for an answer as I run to see my girlfriend

She's covered in tubes and wires. This isn't Danny

"I'm here Danny, I know you can hear me. We are going to get you better you just have to hang on for a couple days"

Dr. Evans is prepping, her family showed up last night and her friends will be here WHEN she wakes up

Everything is running smoothly, she's on her way to surgery. This will work. It has too

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"Scalpel" my scrub nurse hands it to me as I make the cut.

We have been working for quite some time now, scrapping the heart of any last tumor

"We're almost done people" I say, smiling slightly behind my mask

I jinxed it, I jinxed it as the heart monitor goes crazy, her BP dropping and she flat lines

"Paddles, charge to 10 kj" I demand, shocking her heart in attempt to regulate her heart rhythm

Nothing.

"Sir, should we call it?"

"just wait"

"Dr. Evans, the phone call is for you"

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"What's taking so long?" I ask, biting the inside of my lip making my mouth fill with coppery thick blood and yet I continue to chomp away

"They have her heart open on a table, with someone scrapping a tumor off of it. It takes a while" Derek snarkily snaps at me

"I'm sorry, I'm just so worried" I apologize, again placing my head into my sweaty palms

"No it's fine, I'm sorry. We're all just really stressed out" he says, stretching his legs out infront of him

"How did you all meet Danny?" I need a distraction

"We were in art together, she spilled her paint pallet all over my piece and then blamed it on me. Saying I shoved my piece into her pallet. The exchange ended with me apologizing" Georgia says, giggling through her tears at the memory

"I was driving her home from a party, I was the DD that night. She called me a panzy ass because I was going the speed limit" Derek says, rolling his eyes

"We've known each other since we were 5, when she started crying in kindergarten about someone spilling her juice on her new dress" Nick smiles, and nods in content

"Excuse me? Are you the family of Danielle Mendoza"