Low Income Affection | S.M & C.C

One Big Coincidence

Camila's POV

It took some time to get used to Shawn helping me out all the time with my groceries and personal items. It wasn't like I needed too much help. It was just that grocery shopping in New York was near impossible if you wanted something cheap. Maybe, I was living in the wrong area.

I had just gotten back from Cornell and the bookstore was currently closed for renovations for the next week but I'd still be getting paid which was greatly appreciated.

I had the night alone since Shawn was working late tonight which was not a problem at all as I spent my night doing yoga, showering, and watching many romcoms to pass the time before the weekend. Halfway through, I was joined by Dev who enjoyed the romcoms I had playing.

Shawn's POV

"We came in for a second opinion...we know that you're the best of the best." The older women explained as I just returned with the scans and tests that I got back from one of the residents.

I had a headache from all of the running around and surgeries I've been doing back to back but I managed. The hardest part of my job was delivering the bad news or the not-so-great news.

"Well, we ran some tests and it revealed an abnormal mass." I explained as calmly as possible, maintaining posture as I watched her husband hold onto her hand tightly, praying for better news.

"I-is there anything you can do, Dr. Mendes?"

"We caught the cancer early but still...there's treatment. To be specific, you have non-small cell lung cancer...your tumour has not spread beyond one lung."

"So...that's a good thing right? Right?" Her husband, Mr. Parker, asked.

I laughed, "yes, this is a very good thing...it is very treatable and your chances for a long-term remission are great."

Mrs. Parker, Annabelle, gave out a sigh of relief.

I went onto explain how she has the option to go through treatment which involved many kinds of therapy or a wedge resection surgery which was less invasive than other lung surgeries.

"The wedge resection surgically cuts the cells that are cancerous away..."

"Away?"

"Away from the healthy lung." Brian, one of the interns interjected as I smiled and nodded as an acknowledgement.

Then, I went on to explaining how exactly we'll go about this surgery if this is what they chose. Personally, I recommended the surgery but not just because I was a surgeon who wanted to get in the OR but because I knew that this was her best chance at a healthy remission and I made that very clear to the patient.

"X-rays and scans can only show so much...if we do find that the tumour is located farther in a section of the lung then we'll close up because the surgery would no longer be practical."

She nodded, a tear falling from her eye, "and if you don't find that it's located farther...what are my risks?" She found her husband's hand, squeezing tightly.

"Complications are fairly uncommon with this surgery but when they do occur..."

I looked over to the interns that were in the room with me as I was teaching, "Dr. Steinfeld, why don't you explain the risks to Mrs. Parker."

Hailee nodded, stepping forward and clearing her throat.

"Your risks are a hemothorax, which is bleeding in you chest cavity," she looked over to me for reassurance, something all interns did. I nodded, letting her continue.