My New Doctor

Chapter 23

Rachel's POV

Me and Harry had been sat in the room alone for a good 20 minutes before Louis came back in. "I have your results" he said looking at me to which I felt my whole stomach turn with worry, I don't know why but I didn't have a good feeling about this. "You've torn 60% of the ligaments in your ankle but you have no broken bones" he said kindly with sympathy dripping in his voice. "So what now?" Harry asked concerned
"Now I am going to put the ankle in a cast for a week to let the swelling go down and to ensure it doesn't get worse and then I will send Rachel for physio therapy for about 3 months but between physio she will have to wear an ankle brace" Louis said and my jaw dropped after he said I had to not move my ankle for 3 months! That's torture, 3 whole months? Great! "So I'm going to just get everything ready to give you a cast, what colour would you like?" He asked and I had to think for a bit "black please" I replied as it would be easier to match outfits with it even though I probably won't leave the house for another few weeks other than for school but I still have a week off after this one anyway so it's not too bad.
"Okay, I'll be right back" Louis said making an exit.
He came back 5 minutes later with everything to put my ankle into a cast. He started to move my ankle to the position it was supposed to be in and it was so painful but I couldn't hold it there and so Harry had to keep my foot in that position while Louis did the cast, it was a bit painful but nothing unbearable and so I just stayed quiet and didn't cause a fuss. "Okay that's you done, I'll see you in a week to take it off and then we can sort out the treatments for the future yeah?" I just nodded but Harry replied "yeah, cheers mate, make an appointment on the way out is it?"
"Yeah just go to the front desk and say you need a follow up"
"Okay, see you next week then" and with that I got handed a set or crutches and we left the room heading towards reception, we made an appointment for next week and then we left to go home.
"Rach you fancy having a chat with Zayn when we go home?"
"No I don't want to speak to anyone"
"Come on babe, you know he can help you deal with all this"
"Well what if I don't want to deal with it all, I'm tired and I want to just go home and try and get some sleep"
"Okay babe we can do it tomorrow don't worry about it!" Harry said helping me into the car. the ride home was quiet with the inky sound being the car engine alongside the radio.
Harry helped me out of the car and into the house as I wasn't the best on these crutches yet. I went up to my room and stayed there all night and when I woke up the next morning I had a headache alongside intense pain in my ankle but I pulled myself out of bed stumbling around for my crutches which had fallen to the floor.
I went downstairs with great difficulty and ended up going down on my bum cause I couldn't walk down. Harry was sat on the sofa watching telly with Zayn, really? Why did he have to be here as soon as I woke up? I swear my life isn't my own anymore I just do as I'm told. My mother wasn't here again as she works pretty much all day everyday so it's lucky I have Harry really but sometimes it's just to much to deal with. "Morning babe" he said and laughing I smiled and replied "morning haz, something funny?"
"Not at all babe, I often see you shuffling down the stairs on your bum" he replied still laughing and I slapped his arm as I sat next to him.