HAMILTON, An American FanFiction (Lams)

Chapter 15

John P.O.V

Once I was called back to see Dr. Sherian, she led me to a room, Alexander opting to stay in the waiting room, typing on his laptop.  I headed back to see the Doctor.  She did a quick exam, in the end I was judged as completely healthy, and it went by quite quickly.

"Dr. Sherian?" I started, making the older woman nod. "I was wondering if you could take a look at my boyfriend, he's here and I know he has some medical issues, do you happen to have time?" I questioned.

"Ahh, Alexander?" I nodded.  She loved asking me about Alexander, which is one of the reasons that I kept coming to see her over the other doctors who worked in this office.

"You know what, my next appointment cancelled this morning and no one was filled in, you get dressed and bring him back here." I nodded once more, slipping on my shirt, jeans and shoes before sauntering out of the room and heading to the waiting room to collect Alex.

I opened the door, looking out.  "Hey Al- what the hell?" I questioned, looking at Alexander as he sat with his legs up and crossed, his laptop balancing on it typing at his regular breakneck speed. 

Everyone else in the lobby had moved away from him, throwing worried glances at him.

"Alex?" I questioned, nearing him.  The nurses from behind the counter were looking at him too, worried, and even Dr. Sherian was watching from behind the counter, her face written with shock.  She was told that Alex was bad, but she never thought that it was like this.

Everyone in the waiting room, which was about 20 people in total, were sitting dumbstruck, and worried as he types away, the bags under his eyes were still quite prominent.

Alex continued to type, and I sighed.

"Alex? Alexander?" I talked a bit louder.  I was still not getting his attention, so I went up and placed a hand on his shoulder.  "Press save." I commanded, watching him do it without thinking about it.  I quickly pulled the laptop from him lap, slamming the lid shut.

"Wh- John?!" Alex whined, looking at me, where I then realized truly how dark the bags under his eyes were.

"Calm down honey, you can finish it later.  Come with me, Dr. Sherian will see you now." I said.  I slipped his laptop under my arm, and pulled him up off of the chair, leading him to the rooms.

Once I opened the door and led Alex through, everyone seemed to let out their breaths that they were holding in. I led Alex back to the room I was in, having him sit on the exam table as I stood next to him, placing his laptop on the chair.

"Hello John, Alexander." Dr. Sherian greeted as she entered the room. 

"Okay Alex, take off your sweat shirt and I'll start with your blood pressure."

It only took a little bit, but soon we were in a cab on the way to the computer repair store.  Alex was told to eat every 4 hours, making sure he got plenty of proteins and starches.  I knew it was going to take a while to make sure we truly enforced this. 

Dr. Sherian also told me to make sure that he slept at least 6 hours a night, preferably 8 or more, if I could even keep him down that long. 

Jeez, it sounds like I'm trying to put Phillip down for a nap.  But, you know, Phillip sleeps more in a day than Alexander does in 4 to 6 days. 

There is also the fact that Dr. Sherian gave me a prescription for an inhaler for Alexander, since he already has a bit of lung problems, and when he over exhausts himself of panics, it can worsen.