The Last Breath | YoonMin

4.

'' Your gonna be fine hyung.. Don't stress about it to much, you've done it before. I see if I can stop by after my shift is over.''

'' I know, I know. I'll manage. You don't have to, it'll probably be too late anyway. Gotta go now, they'll probably be here any second.''

'' Alright, good luck hyung. Love you.''

'' Love you too buddy.. I'll see you later.''

As I put down my phone, there's a small knock on the door. '' Hi nurse Lee.'' I mumble, looking at the small nurse standing in the doorway.

'' Good afternoon Jimin, how are you feeling today?''

'' Fine, I guess. I just hate this part.''

''Sorry, I know you do kiddo.'' She softly sighs. '' Was that your little brother on the phone just now?''

'' Yeah, he wanted to check up on me before, this.'' I say, pointing at the bag of red fluid on the IV pole. I guess they were like. Yeah, lets make it bright red so everyone can see this little shit here is dying. '' He can't stop by today.''

'' Bummer... Can you move your shirt a bit for me please?''

'' Yeah sure.'' I mumble, pulling the collar of my shirt down a bit. On the left side of my chest, just underneath my collarbone, is a device called a port-a-cath. Or port for short. Its implanted underneath my skin and goes directly into a vein. It's how the chemo gets into my bloodstream. The doctors recommended this way of injecting the chemo's, but I hate it. It's ugly. Not that that matters anymore now, but still.

I've had three chemo sessions before this one, and countless before that, but this will be the last one for a while. I get chemo's for two months, one every two weeks, and then I'll have a two month break in which I continue with just pills. I prefer the pills though, they have their bad sides too, but their not nearly as bad as the chemo's.

The reason I get my chemo's like this, is because I'm practically untreatable. When the doctors reviewed my CT scan about ten months ago, they told my me and my mother there wasn't a big chance of me actually getting better. Despite that, they tried everything they could in the first few months. The chemo's were a lot more frequently and a lot more aggressive than the ones I'm receiving now. Which, is also why after two months my mother had to take me out of school. Even though I never wanted to, I just couldn't do it anymore. There was just no point.

The chemo's I'm getting now are life-prolonging treatments. They are here to keep me alive as long as possible, or, till I decide its been enough. But I'm not ready for that yet. For the time being I feel reasonably good, I have to much I still want to do before I die.

'' Alright.. That's settled for now. I'll be back to release you in about two hours. If you feel anything out of the ordinary just press the alarm and I'll be here in a sec, okay?''

'' Will do nurse Lee, thank you.'' I sigh looking down at my fingers.

A hand softly rubs my upper arm. '' Okay kiddo. See you in a while.'' She puts a blue bucket on my nightstand before she leaves. Damn you bucket.

I watch nurse Lee leave the room before texting Jungkook, Jihyung and my mom the chemo just started. It takes about two hours for the chemo to fully drip in. The side effects usually come after that. Just your usual vomiting, tiredness and lack of appetite. The vomiting starts earlier most of the times though. Its worse on the first two or three days, after that it kind of cools down. It's just a boring two hours really, most of the time I just watch some tv, text, draw or listen to some music. Trying to keep in the urge to vomit for as long as possible.