Pregnancy Tests

Seven

"Uh, hi Caroline. I didn't know you were coming in today." Kelsey said as I walked up to her desk.

Kelsey's the receptionist for the children's hospital I volunteer at. I don't just volunteer, I also do training here. I want to be a registered nurse, so I'm studying with the doctors and hopefully at the end of the term they'll sign the forms saying I'm qualified.

"I wasn't planning on it, but it's been a while and I thought she'd like the surprise."

"Yeah, she's been talking about you a lot. She's moved to room 324."

"Ok. Thanks Kelsey."

It's been nearly two weeks since Brandon left and I just feel so empty inside. Harry's called a few times, but I always decline. He finally stopped a few days ago.

I knocked twice, quietly incase she was sleeping.

"Come in." I heard her tired voice say through the door.

"Hey Darcy!" I said, enthusiastically. No matter how hard it is, putting on a strong face makes talking to cancer kids easier in my mind.

"Caroline!" I could tell it hurt, but she spoke loud anyway. "I've missed you so much."

"I've missed you too." I walked over ad sat in the chair by her bed.

Darcy was diagnosed with lung cancer two years ago, but no treatment has been working for long. Her lungs continuously fill with fluid. Even after they clear it out, they slowly fill again. So they've kept her the past month.

She's not gonna make it. They know it. I know it. She knows it. Im sure deep down her mother does too, but she denies it, and gets mad at even her husband when the topic comes up.

"You look tired. Are you sleeping ok?" I used to always say she looks beautiful and much better, but she thinks people say it out of sympathy and asked that I not say it. Instead she wants the hard, cold truth, which is difficult sometimes.

"Yeah." she shrugged. "The new medicine makes me even more tired. It make mom sad."

"Because she wants to talk to you."

"No. It's because she wants to always be a mother. When I die-"

"Don't say that." I cut her off, closing my eyes as if to block out the very idea.

"It's the truth. When I die-"

"If."

She sighed. "If I die, she'll be empty. She won't be a mother anymore."

"Yes she will."

"But she won't actually be a mother."

"No, I guess not." she looked sad when I said it, but also almost relieved I understood.

"Can you go? I'm tired." she whispered.

"If it's what you want."

She nodded.

"Ok. I'll stop by again soon."

"I know." she smiled at me as I closed the door quietly behind me.

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