REEJAY!

Chapter 23

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Chapter 23

3 months later

Deejay...

"I have seen your previous scans and the new ones I have taken this week. I can assure you it hasnt grown so the small chemo rounds you have been doing is keeping it at bay." Doctor Sharon Goodwin stated as she rubbed her hands and I replied, "Yeah, but I cant keep nothing down, feet swelling, and I cant even walk from here to there without taking the largest breath of life—."

"And you have the notes and assured us that your team of doctors are working day and night to perfect this surgery and learn every note by hand. So Im confused at whats taking so long. My husband doesnt have long before he starts fading." Rico chimed in as she licked her lips and she exhaled, "Like I told you those notes dont include every exact step they are all over the place and we have pieced together 95% of it. However we cant figure out how he got from step 10 to 14. Pages are missing, I think so we are basically trying trials to figure out 11 thru 13."

I dropped my head and licked my lips. This just isnt good. Losing my hair, going thru chemo, and all this seems to he a big waste of time. I told them I will fight instead of enjoying the time I have left..but its been months and still at square one if you ask me.

"So what now?" I asked her and she replied, "We need to get you in for another round of—."

"NOPE! I am not doing it. I know what you trying to do. Have me on this chemo so when you tell me you have failed at everything to help me..Ill be stuck coming into this amazing Neuro Clinic to be pumped with poison until I die. Not happening, Rico...lets go!" He grabbed our coats and he helped me to the car. He picked me up and placed me in the passenger seat. He went around to the driver seat and I popped open the compartment and grabbed the pad. I handed it to Rico as he took a deep breath and said, "Deej we cant cross her out. Thats it. Thats all the people Olyver contacted that would risk this surgery.I know you may not wanna hear this, but I think she is trying 100 percent."

"I NEED 110! Trying isnt going to take this tumor out of my fucking head! Rico I just dont wanna die....Yall told me to fight but who gone fight for me?" He stated as I burst into tears pointing at my chest.

"huh? I was willing to pass on and just enjoy my time with yall instead these last few months have been a waste. A room Manor full of sad people expecting news every 20 minutes. Now I am bald again, losing weight, need assistant. I am not myself and if I die THIS would be my children final memories of me. Patting my damn back as I throw up in the damn toilet." I spazzed as Rico hit the stirring wheel over and over again..

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" He cried out as he responded to me, "How fucking dare you say those words to me...You think it dont pains me that its nothing I can do. Its nobody jaw to break, huh? You have been my obligation to protect since I demanded you to do something when you almost got arrested for me at that fair back in Oakland. Deej, you have to stop—." He took a deep breath and stop talking as he crunk the car up and pulled off. What the hell just happened? He isnt going to continue and I dont have the strength to even ask him to. I grabbed my grey cardigan and slid my arms into it. This is what I didnt want for this shit to break my family!

One hour later, I poured Dom into a glass on the frame of the jacuzzi as I sat down inside of it. The fumes of chlorine in here made me not feel nausea anymore. It was weird. I grabbed the glass and sipped it. It taste so damn good. I heard the door unlock behind me and I took a deep breath. Can Rico just leave me be?

"Dad, your phone its Aunt Keesha." Rimah stated as I reached for it. She handed it to me and I told her to close the door on her way out. I stared at the Facetime call and she snapped, "Whats the fuck is your problem?"