Thank you all who gave me suggestions on chapter three. It has helped me get an idea. Hope it's good.
The following day after Ethan's hyper attack. He had returned to work.
"Ethan, Connie wants to see you in her office." Louise said as Ethan walked past the main desk. He had fear in his eyes.
Oh no, this must be about yesterday. Ethan thought and so he made his way to Connie's office. As he was walking, many people came up to him and asked if he was okay, Ethan gave a fake smile and answered everyone's questions.
When he arrived outside Connie's office, he took a deep breath before knocking.
"Come in." Said a serious voice on the other side of the door. Ethan opened the door slowly.
"You wanted to see me Mrs Beauchamp?" Ethan said, poking his head round the door.
"Yes, please sit down." Ethan shut the door behind him and sat in the chair opposite Connie.
"How you feeling?" Connie asked gently.
"I'm fine." Ethan replied bluntly. He was fed up of everyone asking him that.
"Yes, Dr Hanna told me all about your hyper episode yesterday. Ethan are you taking the right amount of insulin?"
"Yes." Ethan lied.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes!" Ethan was seriously annoyed of this now.
"Ethan, is there something you are not telling me?" Connie stared at Ethan.
"I was just really stressed yesterday that's all."
"Ethan. Cal told me that you had a high intake of sugar from glucose tablets. You know you are suppose to only have them when your sugars are low." Ethan scoffed, he couldn't believe Cal told Connie.
"Why did you consume nearly the whole packet Ethan?" Connie was confused.
"I just felt so tired and the shift from hell yesterday wasn't helping, so I thought the tablets would help. Ethan answered honestly.
"Ethan, come with me." Connie got off her chair and left the office, Ethan followed her.
Connie and Ethan walked down to the hospital mortuary. Connie took Ethan to a deceased middle aged and quite slim looking man lying on a metal table.
"Recognise this patient?" Connie asked as she looked up from the man to Ethan.
"Henry Bales. One of the patients that I failed to revive yesterday." Ethan looked down sadly.
"Did you ever know why he died?" Connie asked.
"No, he was just found collapsed in the street." Ethan answered. Still not taking his eyes off Henry.
"He was type 1 diabetic, just like you. We believe he had a very high amount of sugar before he was admitted. His glucose test was 21.2, which as you know is very high. It attacked his heart."
Ethan backed away slowly. He couldn't breathe.
"Ethan?" Connie walked over to Ethan. "Ethan it's okay." Connie comforted a panicking Ethan.
"I..don't want...to end up...like that." Ethan breathlessly said as he leaned against the wall and slouched down slowly.
"You won't, we're gonna look after you." Connie crouched down in front of Ethan.
"Right lets go back to my office and we can sort out a plan, I'll get Cal involved too." Connie said with a smile. Ethan got his breathing under control and nodded faintly.
Connie helped Ethan to his feet and they both headed back to Connie's office.
Right I had to change Ethan's diabetic type for the story to make more sense, so I apologise for that. I thought type 2 diabetes was more serious than type 1 whoopsie, you were all right who commented on 'A New Diagnosis' hehe.
Hope this was a good sequel. I'm going to leave it there and maybe come back to it if I have another idea, so stay tuned for that hehe.