Sincerely, Sara

Chapter 25

A tall woman with frizzy brown hair walked into my room and Kyle immediately left. I was thankful the only thing we had been doing was sitting in an awkward silence the entire time.

"Hi Sara. I'm Dr. Fretti, how are you this morning?"

"I'm good. Can you tell me what happened to me?"

"I'll get to that as soon as I check your bandages and see how you're healing up."

"Why hasn't anyone changed my bandages before?"

"They have you were just sleeping."

"Why is my head shaved?"

"I'll explain that when I explain everything else. Okay?"

She seemed really sweet. She was the type of doctor that didn't talk down to you and I liked her for that.

"Okay, everything is looking good."

"Can you explain now?"

"Yeah sure. This will be a little shocking, it might be hard to process right now but don't worry that's normal."

"Okay." I attempted to prepare myself mentally but I had no idea what to expect.

"So about 6 weeks ago you were diagnosed with cancer." I sucked in a breath "There was a tumor in your brain. You went to chemotherapy and were improving for awhile. Then you went downhill. You were predicted to have 3 or 4 weeks to live. On the 5th you were rushed into the hospital at around 3 am. We performed an emergency surgery on your brain, which is why your head is shaved and you can't remember anything."

"Oh." She was right. My mind couldn't process this.

I had, had cancer?

"Whats the date today?"

"November 20, you've been up off and on for the past couple of weeks, although you probably don't remember most of the time you spent awake."

"I don't. Am... Am I still going to die?"

She pursed her lips "we can't be sure, we successfully removed most of the tumor but... there's always a chance."

There was a chance I would die still. I'd lost almost all my memories and I still had a chance of dying.

"I must have pretty bad luck."

She didn't comment on that. After a couple minutes she got up and left the room. I grabbed Harold the green duck and hugged him to my chest.

I began to cry. I had a sinking feeling that, even though I had made it this far, I was still going to die.