My almost recovered kidneys got way worse again. My work prevented med from almost going crazy not being able to workout and dance once again. Was it Sebastian or that I got cold riding the bike for almost half an hour when ten degrees celcius below zero?
It got worse and worse. I still went to town on Sunday for dancing on the best tango of the week. Even if I was weak it was the best night I had in a very long time. I was floating on a wave of concentration and inspiration.
I cancelled the massage at Sebastian and called Jackie.
- You got to go to the doctor and check so the infection is not in your kidneys Anna! Its really dangerous!
- I believe its starting to get better now. Its been two weeks and volume and color is almost normal again.
- Check anyway! Promise me ?
- Maybe. We hung up. My mind went spinning with Jackie's worried words. They got interrupted by the phone.
- Hi Nikki! How are you doing?
- Hi Olof, I'm hanging in there. Almost cured I think, but Jackie insists I need to check for sure.
- Well, shouldn't you?
- I don't know. Just going to a place where everyone is sick always makes me worse.
- I miss you. Let me take care of you for a while?
- What?
- My son will go to his mother on Saturday and you can come tonight and we will watch a movie?
- I don't think so. I will soon be well and to get out now in the freezing cold and sit on a bus with sick people would be crazy.- Please Anna? We miss you? We will take care of you?
That was all that was needed to wear me down. Just say please three times real desperately.- I don't know. I'm well soon and really shouldn't go out in this kind of cold and put my self in stressful situations.
- Please Anna, I miss you. I will take care of you.
I really didn't feel comfortable with this, but I had a history of giving in when people I cared for didn't take no for an answer. The sad part it was just about everyone. My friends were as strong-minded as my family. It mostly ended badly.
- Okay, I can stop by to leave a urine-sample to check my kidneys on the way. I might take a taxi from the doctor, because I really don't think going om the bus right now is a really good idea.
- Take a cab! I will pay for it!
We hung up. I gathered my stuff and put on as warm clothes as I could.
Walking to the bus in the strong north wind blowing right threw my clothes made me really wonder how I could ever have let my self get talked into this? It was storm. And snowing. I must the stupidest girl on earth? Of course the bus was late when I was early and I had to stay in sight at the road so he wouldn't miss me in the dark. Not a pleasant spot to be on at this time and every minute felt ten times longer.
I got off on the free-way far away from a medical- center I had never been to. It was a long walk. When I finally find the entrance at the back of the mall , the waiting room is filled with sick coughing people. I wished I could hold my breath and try to breathe as little as possible. I have to wait for a very long time just to find out that the speed- test shows no signs of bacteria in my urine. I already knew that. I was just on my way to recovery.
On my way out I ask where the taxi- station is? Nobody knows. I walk down the dark stairs from a square I don't know, but the free way is just close to it. I see bus stop and some people waiting there. I walk to it as I call Stockholm Taxi. Its really not wise to be on a crowded bus. Just as they answer a bus arrives. What should I do? How long til a taxi arrives? How far are we from the city? Just ten minutes.. In a quick moment of delusion I hang up. This might go quicker. I will just not breath or something?
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The free will ( eng)
ChickLitA true story about dreams of love, happiness and friendship, with passionate relationships, sickness and death and a fight not to loose grip of reality and your own soul. Anna is living in a bad relationship with her sons father. She dreams about...