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I was mad at Katniss for dragging me to the stupid Capitolite doctor. On the contrary, I was grateful once I was there.
"It's a good thing you showed us this when you did." Says Dr. Aurelius. "you have MRSA, which is a disease that there is no cure for. You had it when you first came out of the arena, but we didn't tell you. You were healed, but we've learned that it tends to come back."
"You just said there's no cure. How was I healed the first time?" I ask in a 'duh' tone. Katniss elbows me, which clearly translates to be nice or I will try to cure you of MRSA. I promise you don't want that.
"There is a way, but it's a surgery. It's very unpleasant and I, as well as my patients, prefer to avoid it."
"It's just surgery."
"Numbing medications won't work on it. We've tried everything; laughing gas, anesthesia, everything. We can't numb you or put you to sleep for it. I we don't perform the surgery, you'll die." Dr. Aurelius gives me a sad smile. I scowl in return.
"I'm only doing this because I have to."
"Great. We have to perform ASAP."
I'm half expecting them to strap me onto a metal table with chains and padlocks, but they don't.
Katniss is there the whole time, holding my right hand and whispering calming words.
Then, they begin the surgery.
It's more painful than I expected. I guess that makes sense, though, as they're cutting into my left arm with a knife. My eyes water and Katniss squeezes my hand. I notice she's crying, too. I squeeze back and she smiles softly. We're going to be alright. I know it.
Katniss leans down and kisses my forehead.
"You did it. I'm proud of you."
I have sweat on my forehead and my arm is wrapped in bandages. You would think that a city with this much knowledge of technology and medicine, they would find a cure for MRSA or a drug to numb my pain. Dr. Aurelius explained to me that Panem had rid itself from MRSA and the only way to get it is the arenas.
I am in so much pain right now. It's almost as much as when the guy from District 1 in my games tried to cut out my large intestine with a very sharp stick. I still have scars from that.
"If you weren't proud of me," I mumble, "then I'd make you undergo this surgery."
She smiles at me.
"Move over." I do as she says and she climbs into the hospital bed with me. Then, a scream comes out of the TV mounted on the wall. The Hunger Games is on. And the two alliances are having a little showdown. Kaitora has Gordon at knifepoint. Slenin is holding his sword to Allie's neck. Kalman and Johanna are facing each other. They are at a stalemate. Until Johanna, of course, jumps forward to attack Kalman, being the hotheaded, quick tempered girl she is. She decapitates Kalman before anyone can blink an eye. In retaliation, Slenin kills Allie.
Tears flood Katniss's eyes. Finnick wraps his good arm around her and she buried her head in his shoulder. Then Kaitora let's Gordon go after stabbing him in the leg. The Slenin goes one way, Kaitora and Johanna go another after saying goodbye to Allie. Gordon crawls down next to a tree and passes out. Both District 12 tributes made final five.