I'm still into you. (Book 2)

A new Angel

 

The thrill of meeting Jessie J took almost a week to wear off in the children’s ward, they all had their signed photos off her pinned to their bedsides reminding them of what happened. Jessie the bear was keeping Emily company in replace of the real Jessie J and I could often hear her singing the songs as I walked passed her room.

 

Emily’s next batch of Chemo was planned for next week and she wasn’t happy about having it, however her parents were adamant that we keep trying. As the date for the treatment got closer Emily’s condition worsened and her parents weren’t coping with it very well.

 

My supervisor was also beginning to worry about the fate of Emily as she was beginning to steadily deteriorate in front of us all. Her mother Matilda Benson who I had been forced to call Mattie spent the majority of the day weeping. Her father Joshua was barely clinging on to his own sanity and I was positive he was only hanging on for her mother’s sake.

 

This job becomes harder and harder, with each child that passes it’s like a bit of your soul and humanity goes along with them. They take away a bit of the ability that you have to feel and eventually you begin to look at them like just another sick person on a bed.

 

I never wanted to be like that, it killed me each time I lost and death won taking another child with him. I remained strong though and I never gave up hope that we could save lives, that the work we were doing was making a difference.

 

For the few that we had lost we had saved hundreds more. The funny thing was you never seemed to remember the ones that you had helped to save, you could only focus on the failures and the ones you had lost.

 

Two days before her treatment Emily became one of those few, I had failed her. She passed away just after her parents had left for the night making it even harder for me. Not only did I have to try and comprehend that she had actually gone but I had the unbearable task of calling her parents to let them know.

 

When I called them Mattie picked up the phone and I told her to come to my office as soon as possible. She hung up the phone without another word and I choked on a sob that tried to escape, I couldn’t cry for Em especially when I had to remain professional and tell them the bad news.

 

I quickly called Domingo and told him that I would be late home I couldn’t leave her just yet and it would be at least a few hours before I would be able to pry her mother away from her. He thankfully didn’t ask too many questions on the phone, he would know how I was feeling and that I had to try and reign those feelings in at least for now.

 

Just after I put the phone down on Dom, Emily’s parents stormed into my office. Mattie had tears streaming down her face already and Joshua looked broken. I hadn’t even told them yet but I knew that they had already guessed what I was about to tell them.

 

I asked them both if they would sit but her mother refused she just asked to see Emily, I shook my head and apologised. I didn’t even get the words out she took one look at me and collapsed, luckily her husband was there to catch her and I raced forward to help him support her weight as we carried her to the bed in my office to let her come too.

 

Because of the stress her body was under it took longer than normal for her to come around and the whole time she was under Joshua was eerily silent. I assumed he was in shock because he barely blinked he just stood and stared at his wife silently pleading for her to wake up soon.