The journey to recovery

Chapter 30

Chapter thirty

Stage two: Paranoia and Mania

Arizona

Honestly I was torn I wanted to check on him to see if he would be okay while the other thought it was wise to stay away and maybe stay in a hostel nearby the hospital informing him later.

What do you think ? I asked Impossible I sat indian style on the sleeper looking between East to any hostel and west  where the ambulance took off to.

I'm not his girlfriend,  I guess we're friends and let's not forget the mess of his mom coming over to the hospital the man is not stupid he'll know it's me who called her.

But this stupid crush keeps bugging me to go after him and check if he's fine there's a possibility of the mom not coming to the hospital then he'd be alone.

It doesn't look like she would fail to  come and  see him the lady was desperate enough to ask a stranger to look after her child and drop stats.

Yeah I'm going East. I turned on the ignition darted my eyes at  the two streets in front of me only to droop my eyelids and utter " Crap" at what I just did.

I followed West where the ambulance had just past  stepping up the speed until I spotted the ambulance at the traffic light.

I followed the ambulance not against the speed limit but as fast as I can to Hope Garden.

The drive there was a bit of a stretch to cover. But I didn't mind since we got out of the rough neighbourhood and entered a much more safe one.

By the time I arrived the hospital they already took Troy in.

I was just about to enter through the double doors when my insides writhed.

That trademark! It was a calculator and clipboard.

I could feel the blood rush though my ears, a tightness in my chest as I staggered away from the door.

I steadied myself then strolled through the door with my eyes closed.
Gingerly I took a seat at the waiting room and laughed at myself for overreacting.

It was short lived when I came  face to face with the cover of the magazine which one of  the family members of the patients held.

I developed an itch and I begun to scratch with so much zeal the person besides me gawked at me.

" Are you okay ?" He asked " I'm fine " I fibbed before I gazed upon the rash.

I walked away from the room and excused myself to the bathroom where I pulled out the pills I kept in my pocket earlier and wolfed them.

" Blah" I gagged to gulp as much tap water as possible.

Job done.

I wiped my mouth clean with the back of my hand and pressed my head on the sink before resting against the wall.

The silence was occasionally ruined by the flush sound of the toilet and the reality I was in the danger zone.

I pulled myself up then strolled back to the waiting room where I slept for a couple of hours.

Incessive tapping woke me up a little kranky and disoriented I shot a glare at the person.

" Are you with Mister Stewart miss... " she trailed off  expectantly before  I gave a curt nod replying " Tenga"

"Alright miss Tenga Here" she handed me a piece of paper as she spoke.

" Is he fine ? "

" He's fine miss Tenga he managed to recover from the alcohol poisoning however the doctor have discovered he's suffering from cirrhosis and they thought it wise to take him into surgery"

That's why he is yellow!

" So you want my consent? " I questioned

" Yes but you are aware he doesn't have insurance " she told me.

" Oh well his mom is coming soon though they aren't on good terms" I grumbled the part of their relationship.

" It's urgent"

" Okay how bad is his cirrhosis?"

" Not to frighten you but according to his condition he's a few weeks left" she told grim.

" No this is joke right?"

" I'm sorry Miss Tenga but it's true"
I looked at the paper that diagnosed he indeed is suffering from cirrhosis.

Dumb son of a bitch why wouldn't he listen now he's to die like a junkie.
" I'm sorry Miss Tenga is there an-"

" This surgery will he survive like increase his chances "

" It's a possibility" she replied. " Okay I'll get the money but where is the west wing ?" I asked as I got up.

" On the second floor the last door on your right " she directed me who got into the truck and pulled out my midnight blue card with golden words printed on.

Inside this 'gentleman's' bag a lavender  scarf whose pastel colour seemed promising enticed me whereas mine a pair of glasses convinced me.

Just like the third day of the roadtrip the scarf was wound around my neck except now my finger pulled it over my head then pushed the glasses up to my eyes.

" Yeaaaah presents" I cheered at the kitchen counter and searched for Uncle Tuhari's present first since he always gives the best presents during the search I stumbled across an envelope with a ribbon on top of it signed by dad.

To give you a start spend wisely.

I opened the envelope and found the debit card.

Cool I shoved it in my pocket.

" I should have taken the elevator" I grumbled on the fourth  flight of stairs.
" Cash right now ? "

"Yup" the policeman told me.

I heaved at the second floor and made the left reading the titles on the door.

Wait I don't see the financial guy? Am I lost?

Oh her left.

I made the U - turn to my right.

A little cash that hurt my pocket and my blue card. Can't believe I'm using it on his dumb ass.

I took a seat at the chair right next to the door then got in the office.

Inside was a wiry man well dressed hunched over his black desk on his laptop.

" Good day sir"

" Good day   miss how can I assist you?"

" I was told by my dad that if you happen to pay for a transplant surgery in cash there's a subsidisation correct if I'm wrong on this ?"

" I'm guessing your father is a doctor"

" Yeah" I fixed those glasses " Yes there happens to be a reduction of ten percent"

" Perfect so I'd like to pay in cash for Troy Stewart he needs a new liver" I told him.

" Right away I'm going to need a name"

" Is that really necessary?"

" Unfortunately Ma'am it is if you would be so kind" he retorted.

A part of me wanted to see the look on his face at my reply though the rational side was losing it.

" Demiana Mathai" I told him.

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