17. The Second Dose

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^^ That's Dr. Lawson (his real name is Dr. Mike and if you already know that, I love you)

Ashley's P.O.V
"So Ms. Greene, how have you been this week?" Dr. Lawson asks while checking my eyes and ears.

"I've been okay, besides the issue last night that I completely regret now."

"Ah the unconsciousness and the alcohol use. Now, I know I said you could live your normal life, but I didn't mean you should drown your system with beer. I know that you are teenager and I can't stop you from drinking, but I will caution you to not drink over two beers if you do drink again." He half-scolds me.

"Yes I know. I meant to stop myself after two, but I got emotional and carried away. It will not happen again because I do not see anymore alcohol for the rest of these three months." I say quickly.

"Okay, Ashley. Now that we did the basic assessment, I want to get you started on your second dose of the Chemotherapy. This session should only take an hour and you are good to go home. You may start experiencing hair loss soon, so I will write you a prescription for spironolactone and you can pick up minoxidil or "Rogaine" from the pharmacy. These should both help with the possible hair loss. Okay, I'll have a nurse come in soon with your chemo." Dr. Lawson says with a small smile.

"Okay, sounds good. Thank you so much Doctor." I reply back in the most positive voice I can muster.

I can't imagine losing my hair. And I'm not going to just lose my hair, but I will be sick soon as well. I hate how the chemo can't attack the malignant cells, but every single cell in my body. It will cause me to lose stomach lining, get very pale and dry skin, have a low white blood cell count, anemia, and hair loss of course. So I'm pretty much going to be feeling awful for the next couple of hours and as the treatments are needed more often, the more I will be sick and not like myself. Ugh why does this have to-

Ding! Ding!

The sound of my phone knocks what I'm thinking from my head and I see Ethan's name pop up on my screen. He must have put in his number last night just in case.

Ethan: How are you doing in there?

Me: I'm doing okay, thanks for checking in.

Ethan: Anytime Ash. Do you know how much longer you have in your appointment?

Me: Yeah, about an hour.

Ethan: Okay, well I'll be here when you're done. I'm just chillin by myself, trying to not be awkward.

Me: Haha you awkward? Never...😂

Ethan: Wow, you have jokes now I see😯

Reading his text sends me into a fit of laughter, but is cut short by the nurse entering with a bunch of supplies and a single bag of orange fluid that I now know is the chemo treatment. My mood automatically turns into nervousness and I shut my phone off.

"Hi Ms. Greene! I'm nurse Linda and I will be administering your chemo." She introduces in a high, but friendly voice that makes me smile, despite the pit that has grown in my stomach.

"Hi, it's nice to meet you."

"I'm going to place in an IV and then start you with your chemo." She says while pushing up my sleeve to place the elastic band around it. Once she does that, she starts to swab my the inside of my elbow to disinfect it and look for a vein.

"Okay, do you want me to count down from three or just go for it?" Linda asks me politely.

I'm used to the pain of the needles at this point so I say, "Just get it done with." And a second later I feel a sharp sting in my arm, causing me  to draw in a breath and wince slightly.

Linda quickly puts in the chemo drip and opens the valve widely, making the drip continuous and fast. Finally she's done and removes her gloves and throws them away, along with the unsterilized items.

"I will be back in about an hour to remove the IV, but until then you can just hang out here and watch some TV." Linda says while handing m a remote.

"Okay thank you!" I reply with a smile as she leaves the room.

Ethan's P.O.V
I'm pretty sure that I've gotten at least twenty odd looks because I have been sitting in this waiting room for about an hour and a half by myself, just looking around and at my phone. I feel extremely awkward and out of place here, but Ashley needs me so I'm staying.

While I've been sitting here, a thought that I don't want to have keeps running through my head. Why is a small checkup taking two hours when there is no one here?
I trust Ashley and Mrs. Greene, but I know there is something going on that I'm missing. I know I keep telling myself that Ashley will tell me when she feels comfortable, but it's eating away at my conscience. But I know I don't have the balls to ask Ashley if she and her mom are lying to me.

I'm not mad per say, just worried. If they aren't telling me the truth and something happens to Ashley, what am I supposed to do? I mean all Ashley did was pass out and I nearly lost my shit.

Damn I care for this girl so much. I know I shouldn't because we just met, but I can't help it. Part of me doesn't care that Ashley might be being untruthful to me. And in the fight between my conscience and the part that just wants Ashley, of course my conscience is losing.

With thoughts of Ashley dancing through my mind, I start to feel my eyes getting heavy. Right before I drift off, my phone lights up with Ashley in my notification and I smile and feel my head fall onto the back of the chair.

A/N: Hey everyone! Omg I just want to thank you guys for 200 reads. I literally appreciate it so much and I love seeing how much you guys are enjoying the story. I'm sorry I didn't update for a couple days, I've been busy in school. But I will try to update on Thursday and Friday because I have no school. Okay it's almost 1 AM in New Jersey, so I'm gonna go to sleep. Please vote and comment on the book if you're enjoying it. Love you guys!

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