If Only Medicine Could

If Only Medicing Could

It was just for one dark, cool night that David's mother passed away due to cancer. The Cook's organized a peaceful funeral for the mother. It was held at a fair-sized church with orange walls around the outside. When you walked inside, there were twelve mocha brown benches on each side with a golden post in each corner of the square church. When you walked down the aisle, all you could hear were the cracks from the dirty, white tile flooring. You could see rats coming in and out of the small openings in the walls and all the spider webs on the ceiling and benches. The averaged-sized church was where Mrs. Cook wanted her funeral, even though it was old and abandoned in the middle of nowhere.
After the ceremony and a tearful sleep, David got up in the morning and walked to school in the blowing wind with his best friend, Kevin. They walked in complete silence and watched the autumn leaves blow by from the gusts of wind that would come and go, but nothing would make David stop thinking of his mom.
When the boys arrived at school, David saw something that Kevin did not. He saw a woman around his height with long, wavy, chestnut brown hair and dark green eyes with a hint of orange circurling the pupil smiling at him. She looks so realistic but it's not possible for her to be here, he was thinking curiously to himself. He decided not to tell Kevin about what he saw because he was scared Kevin would start laughing and making fun him.
David continued to see his mom, Dale wherever he went throughout the past few weeks, so he decided to tell Kevin. David sat next to Kevin in math class, so when he walked into class he sprinted to his seat next Kevin and tried to tell him what he has been seeing. While the teacher was talking, Kevin was dropping down notes and David was trying to catch Kevin's attention.
"Hey, Kevin. I need to talk to you."
He waited patiently for a response, but he didn't reply. David knew he wouldn't answer, but he could tell Kevin was listening, so he told him everything he saw for the past six weeks. When the bell rang, they packed their school supplies and started walking home together. They were walking down the street in silence until Kevin asked, "Why didn't you tell me sooner?"
"I was scared you were gonna judge me!" David proposed.
"Okay. I understand, but I still wish you would have told me sooner and please tell me when you see her again."
"Okay. I will."
The next day at school, David saw Dale again in math class right next to Kevin. He attempted to tell Kevin, but he just shushed him. In the middle of one of his sentences, David fell out of his chair and onto the wooden floor in the classroom. Kevin looked beside him after he heard a loud thump and saw David lying there on the floor. He grabbed out his phone from his pocket and rapidly called 911. The ambulance rushed to the school and dashed to David. The men stabilized David then picked him up and moved him onto a moving bed to take him to the ambulance as Kevin followed them.
After a short ride to the hospital, they started running some tests to see why he fainted. David's father, Paul, came as soon as he heard about what had happened to his son. He was conscious, but he couldn't open his eyes yet. Dr. Burn came into David's room at the hospital and asked "Is Mr.Cook here?"
"That's me" Paul said with a sadness in his voice.
"We have done multiple tests and only one came back positive."
"What does he have?"
"Stage 4 metastatic melanoma. It is a type of brain cancer and it is on an artery in his brain."
"So what can we do?"
"We cannot do any surgery because he is only thirteen years old, so we can either do chemotherapy or radiotherapy. Since we caught it so late, he won't have long to live even with therapy."
"I guess chemotherapy." he said with disappointment in his voice.
Dr. Burn started him on the chemotherapy right away. David wasn't really sure what was going on for the past few days, but he knew he was in the hospital and he was getting shots injected into his blood multiple times a day.
The side effects of the chemotherapy were starting to really limit what he could do. It was making his body extremely fatigued, tired and lazy. It would take him forever to stand up out of his bed, let alone walking to the washroom. His body was using up all of his stored energy to fight the cancer in his brain.
When you walk into David Cook's room, you immediately smell the tangy-sweet food smell. Every wall in his room is a light shade of grey with white boards around his gigantic window on the left side of his room and the white outline of the door more to the right side of his room. You could see David in his stiff hospital bed with turquoise sheets and hooked up to multiple machines that would make continuous beeps. His IV, pulse oximeter and heart rate monitor were on the right side of his bed with Kevin sitting on a chair beside them. Paul was stand on the other side holding David's hand the whole time. Every few hours you would see doctors come into the room to check his blood pressure, heart rate and to give David his medication. Even though his room was pretty bland, at least he had some company even though Dale wasn't there. You could see and hear doctors come out of the room to go tell family and friends bad news.
David took a long glance at his dad with a glimpse of a smile and struggled to whisper, "I... love... you..." while taking lots of breaths in between each word. "I love you too! I will love you forever! Don't be afraid to let go. It will be okay. Just relax and try to breathe." Paul said on his bed with tears running down his cheeks while hugging his son in his arms. Paul kissed his head and David peacefully closed his eyes.
The continuous beeping on the heart monitor went to one steady, long beep. Paul got out of the bed and stood on the side and Kevin got up out of his chair and shouted, "What's wrong? What's happening to my friend? Someone talk to me! please!"
"Please leave the room." one of the nurses said calmly leading them out of the room.
"No! I won't leave! He is my best friend, I can't leave him!" Kevin talked back to the nurse.
"Don't give up David!" Kevin yelled into David's room as Paul dragged him outside.
Dr. Burns rushed a crash cart into the room as fast as he could.
"Clear!" one of the doctors shouted. "Charge to 300! Clear!"
Suddenly there was just a silence. No sound from the nurses, none from the doctors and not even a beep from the monitor. You could see Paul walking into David's room steadily with tears staked in his eyes making it difficult for him to see. Kevin didn't even know what to do. He just leaned against the wall facing away from David's room and slid down the wall.
"Time of death; 20:03." Dr. Burns said miserably, as all of the doctors and nurses walked out of the room in sorrow.
David's spirit left his body to go rest in peace with his mother.