The Boxer And The Dancer (Michael B. Jordan)

Chapter 30

•Michael•

Diabetes. She Has Diabetes. How Come She Never Told Me. Apparently She Was Going Into Diabetic Ketoacidosis Aka DKA. From What The Doctor Told Me, Diabetic Ketoacidosis Is A Serious Complication Of Diabetes That Occurs When Your Body Produces High Levels Of Blood Acids Called Ketones. The Condition Develops When Your Body Can't Produce Enough Insulin.

The Reason For Drea's Extreme Headache Was Because Her Brain Was Starting To Swell And If I Hadn't Gotten Her Here When I Did...She Could Of Died. That's Scary As Hell To Think About. I Was Waiting Outside Of Her Hospital Room For Marcus, Keena And Sam To Get Here.

"Oh My God Michael. Is She Okay?!" Keena Yelled As They All Ran Up To Me.

"She's Fine For Right Now. They've Been Keeping An Eye On Her. I Wish I Would Have Known About Her Diabetes. I Would Have Never Let Her Get Like This."

They All Looked At Each Other.

"She Never Told You?" Marcus Asked.

"No."

"So You Never Saw Her Take Her Pills, Shots Or Check Her Sugar."

"No."

"That's Cause She Hasn't Been Doing It." Keena Said Putting Her Hand On Her Forehead. "That's Why We're Here."

"How Come She Doesn't Do What She's Suppose To."

"It's Hard For Us To Explain That To You. We Try To Help Her And Watch Out For Her But, She Still Just..." Keena Shrugged.

They All Went Into The Room And I Followed Behind Them. They Walked Up To Her Bed But I Stood Back.

"Drea Why?" Keena Asked.

"Don't Start Asking Me Those Questions."

"Your Not Taking Your Meds."

"I Know!"

"Why?"

"Can You Not Right Now."

"How Long You Gotta Stay." Marcus Asked.

"Probably A Few Days."

"I Called Your Mom."

"What? Why!?"

"Cause We're Worried About You! Look At You Drea, Your In A Damn Hospital Cause Your Not Taking Care Of Yourself! You Didn't Even Tell Michael, After All This Time."

"I'm Going To Sleep."

"Drea-"

"Goodnight."

"You Can't Just Ignore This."

Drea Said Nothing Else. We All Left After A Few Minute And Began Walking To The Parking Garage Together.

"Her Mom Will Be Here Early Tomorrow." Keena Said.

"Me Too." I Told Her.

"We All Gone Be Back Here Early Tomorrow." Marcus Said.

We Said Our Goodbyes And Went Home. I Laid In Bed All Night Thinking About The Whole Situation. The Pain She Was In. The IV's They Put In Both Her Arms. The Sick Look On Her Face. I Wish I Knew, I Wish I Could Have Done More.