Has this happened before?
Ana's POV
I return to the ICU a couple of hours later to find Christian showered and with lunch waiting. Grace had stayed with Phoebe while they were having her transferred back to the ward, I came upstairs to see Christian alone.
"What's happening?" Christian asked impatiently
"They are down stairs and will be back soon. They have done both scans and they will come and tell us the results. They didn't say anything downstairs." I sat down.
"Here you need to eat". Christian starts to organise the lunch around the small table in the room. I sighed at the thought. Who could eat at a time like this. I sat down and laid my head on his lap.
"You didn't answer my question last night. Do you blame me for Phoebe being in this situation?" I was still scared of the answer but I needed to know the answer.
"No, I don't blame you but I do want to know why she laid in bed for so long without telling anyone or did no one pay attention to her. Was there could be some failure of duty of care. Did Ted tell you anything about how Phoebe was the night her appendix burst?" Christian need to know everything was overcoming him.
"No, I tried not to talk about Phoebe this morning. I didn't want to give away just how bad she is".
Christian walked outside and spoke to Taylor. I couldn't tell what they were talking about. When he came back he was straight faced. "What did you tell Taylor?"
"Taylor is going to get Sawyer to go to the camp site and investigate what happened. I need to know if she was not properly cared for". I normally hated Christian's need to know everything, but I too wanted to know the events leading up to Phoebe's surgery. "Here time to eat. Please eat, if not for yourself then do it for our kids. I am struggling to cope as it is with Phoebe like this, please don't make me worry about you and our baby" He was pleading.
"Smart move, play the kids card". I take a small bites and it seems enough to keep C happy.
Not long after Grace returns with Phoebe. "The doctor will be here soon. I asked him not to keep you waiting".
"Mrs and Mrs Grey?" We both stood up in unison at the sound of the doctor's voice. "Please sit down, we have gone over your daughters test results. Her MRI and her CT scan were fine but they did show signs of seizures. This would be due to the one she had yesterday but it could also be evidence of epilepsy or something similar. Has she ever had a similar seizure or episode?"
"No! Never!" I responded.
"We need to keep an eye on that as she flat lined after her seizure but that was likely to be a result of the infection. Once she wakes up we can check her out further and speak to her. I will have a neurologist see your daughter when she wakes up. Worse come to worse then she may need to be placed on medication"
"You said when she wakes up, will she wake up?" I asked very hopefully.
"Yes. It may take a few days but all tests show that she will wake up. Her body has taken a major hit. When she wakes up she should be fine". The doctor said reassuring us.
Two days went painfully slow with little to no change. Christian and I stayed with her only leaving to check and see Ted who was being dotted on by our other family. It was on a Friday when Phoebe actually started to open her eyes. She has been unconscious for four days.
"Mom" phoebe called out, softly but clearly.
"Phoebe? Its mom, I am here." My heart is beating faster and I long to hear her talk again.
"It hurts" Phoebe says.
"I know. I will get the doctor". But before I finish my sentence Christian has left the room in search of our daughter doctor. "It's ok, you're in the hospital" I place my hand on her forehead and gently stroke her hair. I felt a warmth come over me for the first time in days. In a few minutes Christian and the doctor walk back in.
The doctor looks down at Phoebe and starts to examine her."Hello Phoebe, it's great to see you awake. My name is Dr Hennesey. Can you understand me?" Phoebe nods. "Excellent. Do you know where you are?"
"In hospital?" she replied though not sounding really sure.
"Yes. Do you know what happened to you?"
"Ummm.. I was sore. My stomach really hurt just here". She moved her arm to point to her right hand side."
"Excellent very good Phoebe! She doesn't seem to have any permanent injury" the doctor said to us. The words were like a liturgy.
Christian grabbed her hand and asked her softly, "When did you start feeling pain in your stomach at the camp? Were you in bed already or earlier?
Phoebe looked away from Christian and looked at the doctor and then me. "It's ok Phoebe, tell us the truth" I said gently.
"At dinner time" Christian became frustrated as he ran his hands through his hair.
"Did you tell anyone? Did you tell the camp co-ordinator or any of the other workers" Christian probed.
"No", Phoebe said quietly. She knew where this was going.
"Why on earth didn't you tell anyone?" Christian was getting angry now.
"Because I didn't want them to ring you! You would have come and made me leave early. I wanted to stay with my friends!" Phoebe had a few tears running down her eyes, I am not sure if it was because of the pain she was in or if it was worry over Christians reaction. Christian got up, I knew he wanted to yell but he couldn't.
The doctor noticing the tension interjected. "Phoebe, your appendix burst and you had to be airlifted here, you got an infection and it's was pretty bad. But we have given you some medication and its getting better. Now, this is a really important question! have you ever had seizure?"
"What's a seizure?"
"It's when you pass out and your body shakes. Have you ever woken up somewhere and not sure why you are on the floor?"
"Yes", Phoebe answered. Christian and I looked at each other shocked. How did she ever keep that from us? When did it happen?
"Please tell me when that happened and how many times" asked the doctor.
"It happened once about two months ago. I was in my room and then I found myself on the floor and I was dizzy and tired. I went to bed and feel asleep."
"Is this when you said that you felt sick and just wanted to sleep?" questioned Christian. He was furious now but had taken on his CEO persona.
"I'm sorry Dad. Don't be mad!"
"Why didn't you tell us the truth, why did you lie?" I asked. I couldn't believe that she had kept this from us.
"I knew that it wasn't normal and if you knew there was no way that I would be allowed to go to camp. I really wanted to go". I sighed and tried to fight back tears.
"Is this the only time you think you have passed out and had a seizure?" asked the doctor.
"I think so".
"Ok, thank you Phoebe. I will get the nurse to give you some medicine to stop the pain and you can eat soon.
"Mr and Mr G can I see you both outside?" the doctor asked trying not to look positive for P.
We went outside. "I am going to have these seizures checked out. Is there a family history of epilepsy or seizures. I shook my head and then I noticed Chris looking back at Phoebe. "I don't know I was adopted" he said.
"She will be fine! Mr and Mrs Grey. I will go and organise some pain killers. If she improves in the next 12 hours then she can leave the ICU and go to the wards. Also as a parent my children keep secrets from me too, don't be too mad at her."Dr Hennesey said politely and then left us outside our daughter's room.
"Christian don't be mad at her. She just wanted to go to camp. She didn't mean to keep secrets"
"But her secrets almost cost her, her life. She needs to know that what she did was wrong." Christian was fuming.
"Ok , but lets talk to her about it later, she is in no state right now." We entered Phoebe's room where she was quiet and looked a little scared .
"Phoebe, your mom and I need to talk to you about why your secrets and lies were very wrong, but we will wait till you are better. But we do need to talk about it ok?"
"Ok" Phoebe said. "Dad, Mom, am I in trouble?" Christian and I looked at each other. Christian looked at Phoebe and held her hand. "Yes, you are in trouble but you need to worry about getting better first"
(I was never going to make Phoebe die, especially not so young. Please review and give me your thoughts! )
