Fight Song

Chapter Fourty-One

I haven't told Traci about me being depressed but it makes me fall asleep to avoid talking to her. I stopped talking to everyone. Visiting my parents, Callie and Matt were my last contact with the world outside of the hospital. I just don't have any ambition for anything. I lay in bed, the complete opposite of what Traci was wanting for me. It's noon and the nurse is suppose to come in and give me my medication. The door opens and it's Traci.
"Oh your awake." She says kinda in a sassy mood. I don't say anything. "So are you going to play the not talking game? Okay, so sleeping and laying around is okay? Not on my watch. Whatever this is needs to stop. You are young and I understand you can't leave the room but you could start finding things to do. Get up and move around you laying around won't make you any stronger. I can tell you that much." She says. I look at her and she finishes giving me my medication. She sits and looks me straight in the eyes.
"Spill it out. Something must be bugging you, usually you are talkative but for some reason your trap is closed." She says. I burst into tears.
"No one has came to visit. Not my parents, not my bestfriend, not even my boyfriend. Officially has been a month wothout them visiting." I say and lay my head on her shoulder and she sets her head on mine.
"I know it's hard baby but you got to be strong. They must be still not used to this whole routine. They will visit soon." She says and gets up. "Wipe those tears, there will be no more crying." She says and exists.
-Traci's P.O.V-
How could a parent not want to see their own child. Especially when they are in the hospital. I have to do something. Depression has clearly been visiting her. I go to the nurse's station.
"Carol do you have April's file and list of contacts?" I ask.
"Yes why? Did something happen?!" She asks in a sudden panic.
"No! I just need to talk to her parents." I say.
"Ummm...okay here you go." She says handing over April's file. I find her parent's numbers and start dialing.
"Hello?" A man answers.
"Hello I am April's nurse Traci Toffer," He cuts me off.
"What do you want?" He asks in an aggravated tone.
"Well I am calling on April's behalf, she would like to know why it is you are not visiting her?" I ask.
"It is none of your god damn business about if I see my daughter or not! And I don't need some nurse telling me I haven't seen my daughter in a few days! People get busy! So leave me the hell alone!" He yells. I breathe and keep my cool.
"Well I hope you know she is depressed because it has been a month. I whole month. She has been counting, she needs her friends and family there to support her. It is a difficult time for her." I remind him.
"Difficult time for her?! It's not just her having a difficult time! I am working non stop just to pay her medical bills and other things! So no your wrong it is a difficult time for all of us!" He yells.
"I just have one thing to say to you. She is fighting for her life in a room with no human contact. All she wants is her mother and father to see her even for a second. Anything something it doesn't matter as long as she knows and sees that you are still there for her. She needs comfort right now." I say. He pauses for a while.
"Isn't that your job?" He says in a horrible tone and hangs up. I dial the mother's phone. Maybe I can get to her to understand other than that jerk April calls dad.
"Hello? Is everything alright?" A lady asks.
"I am calling on April's behalf this is her nurse Traci Toffer." I say.
"Calling on April's behalf?" She asks.
"She has been depressed because she hasn't seen her family and friends for a month now." I say.
"Oh okay. Well we have been quite busy lately." She says.
"Well I would suggest that you and your husband would come and visit. Even for a second will help." I say.
"You are suggesting that I would see my own daughter? I will see her whenever I want. I don't need some nurse telling me that." She says.
"I am a mother. And if I had a child with cancer I would want to see them all the time checking on them." I say.
"Why don't you take care of your child and let me provide for mine." She says. I hang up. They piss me off.