Cursed to die

Bad News

Three months later...

It was three months later that things got worse. In September I started noticing that the blackness on my skin was starting to spread up BOTH feet. 'shit!' I thought 'It's starting to spread'. I went downstairs to eat breakfast when I collapsed on the stairs. "Mako! Are you alright?" Mom asked me running over. "Yeah. I guess I just tripped." I tried to stand up again but my legs seemed to have a mind of their own and they were saying NOPE! I collapsed against Mom who braced herself to catch me. "Honey has this happened before?" "No" I replied "Today's the first time." My Mom looked at me worried. "How's your leg? Is it hurting at all?" "No..."  I slurred then collapsed into a seizure. My Mom caught me and carried me down the remaining stairs and laid me on my side about two feet from the stairs. The seizure lasted about four and a half minutes according to Mom which was about normal for my typical seizures. Yeah I guess you could say I run right under the line of emergency. No matter what pills Dr. Hallow has given us the seizures have always been a bit of a problem for the last six years. Never long enough to call 911 but makes you nervous all the same. As I started to come to Mom was looking over me. "What?" I asked her tired all of a sudden. "You know that's the third seizure you've had this week. I think we need to make a doctor's appointment." I thought about this and then decided to tell her about my foot. "Actually Mom there's something I've been meaning to tell you. My right foot and now my left as well that black stuff is starting to spread." "Show me!" Mom demanded a grim look on her face. I slowly pulled off my socks and showed Mom my feet. Sure enough my toes and the bottom half of my feet were both a dusty black. "That's it. I'm calling Dr. Hollow and booking an emergency appointment." I yawned "Great but could you make the appointment for this afternoon? I'm bushed." My Mom smiled sympathetically. "Of course dear. Do you want help up the stairs?" I thought about it for a second. I honestly felt like my limbs were so tired they wouldn't move even if someone jump scared me. "Yes. My limbs are dead." Mom looked at my funny and then lifted me up and carried me upstairs. One thing about my Mom is she may be skinny and small but she's strong. She was a track athlete back in the day and she still exercises.  She carried me into my room and then laid me on the floor. She pulled back the covers and I climbed in before she covered with me in blankets. "I'll be downstairs if you need me dear. Just holler and I'll come." I nodded just wanting to go back to sleep. 

I don't know how long I slept but the next thing I knew Mom was beside me waking me up. "I'm sorry to have to wake you up dear but Dr. Hollow's only opening is 1 and its 12:30 now so we got to go." "MMPHDSD" I groaned. "Don't make me get Freckles." "Oh all right I'm up." I got up and got dressed and then realised I hadn't ate yet. "Hey Mom do we have time for lunch? I didn't eat breakfast" "I packed you a juice box and a sandwich to eat in the car. Now let's go!" We got into the car and I wolfed down the sandwich and juice. "Man you're hungry aren't you?" Mom said laughing. "You be hungry too if you missed breakfast." We parked on the first floor since Mom had a parking pass that saved us a spot due to the fact that I'm considered to have a "Chronic Condition".  Anyway we entered the hospital and went up to Doctor Hollow's office on the fifth floor. "Hello you two how's it going?" Dr Hollow asked smiling at us. "Unfortunately not too good doc" I said. I then explained what had happened this morning. "Hmm seems to me that your illness is spreading." "That's what I think as well" Mom said. 'So' I thought to myself 'I'm really starting to die.' "Hey doc be honest with me. How long do you think I have?" Doctor Hollow looked at  Mom as if asking permission to tell me. Mom nodded given permission. "May I have a look at your feet?" "Sure." He took off my shoes and looked at how much the stuff had spread. To my shock it had already covered both of my feet completely and it creeping towards my ankles. "hmm with this fast of spreading I would say you have no more than a year to live."