A Fatal Thought

Chapter 1"Fading"
Two months to live, two months to live, the doctor's words kept repeating in my head. I was aware of the unending agony in my mind, I knew what was happening, I was dying, no one had to tell me that. I was diagnosed over a year ago, the pain had started out small, but grew as time went on. 

        I turned the corner of Gravel Street, onto the street where my apartment lied. I pulled out the card the doctor had given me and inspected it carefully. The doctor said that he wouldn't force me to go through with the procedure, and it was fully my choice, but it was dangerous. The procedure consisted of a small team of neurologists plugging me into a machine that would slowly heal my brain cells one by one on a nanoscopic level. Thanks to the glory of modern medicine, it would only take under an hour. There was only one problem, the machine hadn't been tested.

I was home. I hadn't realized how quickly time had passed on my thoughtful walk from the grocery store, but I had made an important decision. I would go to the doctor's in two days' time.

    It was the next night, and when I would wake in the morning, I would drive to the doctor's office to try the dangerous procedure. I couldn't sleep, I kept tossing and turning, and with every turn, I worried more and more of what the next morning could bring. I knew that it was my only chance left, but that didn't make the feeling subside. Then finally, with the terrible throbbing in my head growing a little larger as it does every night, I went to bed, bracing for the possible horrors the next morning could bring.

Chapter 2 "The Doctor Will See You Now"
    I woke up groggy, ate a small breakfast, got in my car, and headed for the doctor's office.
While on the way there, I thought of how the procedure could go. Would it hurt? Could it go wrong?
The thoughts wouldn't stop. They were hit me like an endless array of bullets, and they were hitting their target.
    It was a twelve minute drive from my apartment to the doctor's office, and when I got there, the parking lot was nearly empty.
    Before I went in, I decided to lock my car because I didn't know how long I would be in there.
    I walked in with an overwhelming feeling of anxiety, and the uneasiness only grew with each small step.
"Hi, welcome to Fellwinter Doctors offices, how may I help you?"
    It was the woman behind the counter. She was smiling, but I wasn't. I replied almost immediately, being caught a little more off-guard than I would have liked.
"I'm here to see Dr. Fellwinter? I have a 11:30 appointment." I replied.
There was a long pause, but she then answered with a look of slight confusion.
    "Oh yes, Oliver Young? The doctor will see you in just a few minutes, he's still getting set up for your... appointment."

Chapter 3 "Black Out"
    After an anxious wait that seemed like hours, I was led into a small room to await Dr. Fellwinter. When he arrived a minute later, he led me out of the small room and into a slightly bigger one with what looked like it had somewhat of a dentist's chair in the middle of the room. Sitting next to the odd chair, was a sort of metal box with clear and red wires leading to chest pads sitting on the chair.
    Without thinking or being told, I sat in the chair and asked the doctor some questions.
    "How long will this take?" I said.
The doctor replied with a calm voice,
"Depends on how much you struggle."
That sentence put me off and made me even more nervous than I already was. Then the neurologists entered the room. There were two men and a woman in doctors uniforms, and without saying anything, they propped me up in the chair.
"We're going to need you to be calm." Said the woman in a soft voice.
So, like what anyone would have done when a doctor would tell them to do, I braced myself for what was going to happen next. The man strapped down my arms (which was very strange, but was probably procedure) and stuck the chest pad to the side of my head.
What happened next, was probably the most painful thing I have ever had to endure. So I blacked out.