CHAPTER 4
We walked back into the clinic and noticed that Kaylee’s smile fell to the ground when she saw us walk through the sliding doors. I wondered why she was acting like that but it didn’t take long before the same guy who examined me and hour ago saw me and called me into the same room where I was examined. Owen was allowed to come in so he came along. “I have some really bad news for you Ms. Laurent.” the guy said. I could feel my heart drop to the pit of my stomach. “Your X-ray results show that there’s a tumor growing at the side of your right lung. The cancer cells in your body are spreading fast and we have diagnosed you have stage IV lung cancer. You should’ve reported your illness right away. It could’ve been controlled and treated.” He said with a very serious tone.
I literally stopped breathing for a while as I took in everything that he just said. I stared at the picture of my lungs on the X-ray machine as I tried to understand exactly what was happening. I can’t have cancer. I can’t go through more examination on a regular basis. I wished hard that he was joking and that he was just scaring me, but I knew that he wasn’t. My right lung looked ugly compared to my left and knowing that that was really my body made me feel nauseous. Owen’s eyes filled with tears when he saw this but he didn’t say a word. He didn’t want to show his weakness. He wanted to show me that he was strong like he always was but I knew that he was breaking at the seams in the inside. I mouthed an “it’s gonna be fine” to him but he just shook his head at me and looked at the floor.
“Now, here’s your prescription for the painkillers you’ll need to ease the pain. You can claim these at the small pharmacy we have right beside the booth where you find the receptionist. Also, I have assigned you to an oncologist. Please see him as soon as you get the drugs” the doctor told me with a hopeful smile but I was far from feeling any sort of hope. I nodded slowly at the doctor and went out of the room after retrieving the prescription. Tears flowed out of my eyes as I approached the pharmacist. I guess news here spreads like wildfire because everyone was giving me sympathetic looks. Owen kept talking to the doctor for some reason but I could interrupt because Kaylee led me to the oncologist’s office discuss my options. Dr. Guillard, the oncologist, lectured me about radiation and chemotherapy but I’ve watched to many movies like “A walk to Remember” to know that those things were complete bullshit so instead of making he waste more time by talking about other treatments, I asked how long I have before my lungs give in.
“Well you have at least 3 weeks” she told me with the straightest face I think anyone has ever made towards me. It scared me how blank her facial expression was, it was as if she had no feelings at all. At least she still treated me like a normal person. “Thanks doc” I said feeling like Bugs Bunny but I didn’t even seem to amuse my self anymore. I was going to die in three weeks. What was I supposed to do now?
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