Sorry, Sorry, Sorry...I know it's been a while again. My youngest daughter turned one yesterday so I've been busy planning her party.
A follow on from Seizure was requested by Guest and another installment was requested by Cheryl24 which will be titled Seizure P3.
In reply to SittingontheEdge's review...My younger brother has epilepsy and regularly has seizures. I used what knowledge and experience I have from that to write the previous chapter. I hope I did it justice.
Here is part 2...enjoy :-)
Seizure P2
Joe sat and watched Jon's chest rise and fall slowly. Colby snored lightly from the chair next to him.
The smaller man had tried desperately to stay awake but sheer mental exhaustion had consumed the man about two hours before.
Joe was exhausted himself but he couldn't sleep. He had to make sure Jon was ok. He couldn't get the images out of his mind of his friend seizing on the locker room floor. It was single handedly the most terrifying thing he had ever seen in his life.
He would periodically go and make sure Jon was still breathing when the man became too still for Joe's liking, laying a gentle hand on his friends chest to make sure he was ok.
He fought through the tiredness. He was the bigger brother. It was his job to make sure his little brother was ok.
He was scared to go to sleep. Scared Jon might have another seizure or stop breathing or worse.
He rolled his stiff neck and tried to get comfy on the wooden chair he occupied as he continued to watch his slumbering friend.
Colby jumped out of his sleep when he felt himself begin to tip sideways off of the chair he was sat on.
He looked around momentarily confused until his eyes landed on Jon and the nights events came crashing back down like a ton of bricks.
He swallowed the bile that rose in his throat when the images flooded his mind of Jon on the floor having a full blown fit.
He turned to his left and saw Joe fighting sleep desperately trying to stay awake.
"How long was I asleep?" he whispered.
"About three and a half hours" Joe replied.
"How is he?" Colby asked.
"Sleeping like a baby" Joe said, his eyes never leaving Jon's still form.
"Go and get some sleep, I'll watch him" Colby told his friend but Joe shook his head.
"No, I'm ok" he told him.
"Your exhausted man. Jon's gonna need our help over the next few days and you cant do that if you can't stay awake. Go and sleep, I'll watch him" Colby told him reassuringly.
Joe sighed as he reluctantly nodded knowing Colby was right. He walked over to his suitcase which Paul had, had sent to them at the hotel earlier that night and took out some nightwear.
He groaned as his stiff back and legs got movement for the first time in hours.
"Call me if anything changes ok?" he asked.
Colby nodded "of course" he replied.
After getting changed Joe went and got into the single bed as Jon occupied the larger of the two.
He glanced at his sleeping friend once more before closing his eyes and joining Jon in a deep sleep.
The first thing Jon noticed when he awoke was that he was thirsty...really really thirsty. And his throat was sore and for reasons unknown, his tongue hurt.
He looked around the room, his eyes finding Colby sitting on a chair next to his bed rolling his stiff neck.
How did he get to the hotel? He remembered going to the arena, he remembered getting ready for their match but after that it was all a blur.
"Hey dipshit" he croaked out, his voice hoarse from dryness and soreness as he slowly sat himself up in the bed.
Colby jumped to his feet and made his way over to his friend.
"Hey man...how you feeling?" he asked relieved to see Jon awake.
"Thirsty" Jon replied swallowing to try and loosen up his throat.
Colby rushed off to get him some water.
He came back and handed Jon the glass and watched as he chugged most of it down.
"What the hell happened?" Jon said confused.
"You don't remember?" Colby asked.
Jon shook his head.
"I remember going to the arena. I remember getting ready for our match but after that its all...fuzzy" he told his friend.
"Ok...um...where to start. Well, we had our match. We went back to the locker room and you were acting more off then usual. Your hands kept shaking" Colby said watching Jon look down at his now still hands.
"Joe went somewhere and we stayed in the locker room. You stood up to get changed and collapsed to the floor. Randy heard me yell your name and came into the locker room to see if we were all ok, that's when you started having a seizure" he told his friend.
"I had a seizure?" Jon asked confused.
"Yeah. For nearly five minutes. Worst five minutes of my life might I add" he told his friend seriously.
"Randy went and got Joe then he went and got Doc Amann to come and check on you. Said you were having a negative reaction to the new meds Dr Andrews had put you on. He said you'd be ok but wanted you to get checked out at the hospital just to make sure you were ok. They ran some tests which were all fine. Confirmed what Doc Amann said. The new meds had a negative reaction and caused the seizure. Said you have stop taking them as of last night. Said we have to get you to Dr Andrews to get prescribed something different" he explained.
Jon nodded. He'd had a seizure. He was trying to process all of the information he'd just been told.
"Where's Joe" he asked wondering where their friend was.
Colby pointed to the bed next to them and Jon turned to look at his sleeping friend.
"He stayed up most of the night but I made him go to sleep. Guy could barley keep his head up" Colby told him.
"He stayed up all night?" Jon asked shocked.
"We both did. I fell asleep for a few hours and when I woke up I made him go to sleep. Been watching over you ever since" Colby explained.
Jon nodded.
"I don't know whether to feel grateful or creeped out by that" Jon said making Colby chuckle.
"You're the only guy I know who could just be told they had a seizure and still make jokes hours after" Colby chuckled making Jon smile.
Joe awoke when he heard soft chuckling.
He rubbed at his tired eyes and turned to see Colby sitting in the end of Jon's bed.
The thing that he noticed most though, was Jon sitting up talking to Colby.
He sat up and both men turned to look at him.
"Hey man" Jon said smiling at his tired friend.
Joe said nothing.
Instead, he walked straight over to Jon, leant on his bed and pulled him into a tight embrace.
"You scared me man" he mumbled as he squeezed his friend.
Colby looked down at his lap knowing exactly how Joe felt. He then felt an arm reach out and pull him into the hug.
He wrapped his arms around his friends and breathed a sigh of relief.
Jon was ok. Weird as always...but ok.
There embrace was cut short when Joe's phone began to ring.
He ended the hug with another squeeze to Jon and went to answer his phone.
"Hello?" he answered.
"Joe? Vince McMahon" he heard a voice say on the other side.
"Oh hi Mr McMahon" Joe replied. Jon and Colby looked on as Joe continued to talk.
"Please, call me Vince. Paul told me what happened last night to Jon. I heard that the hospital cleared him and said he was ok?" he asked Joe.
"Ah yeah they did. Said to go to see his doc when we get home to get a different medication then the one he was on" he explained to their boss.
"I want you to bring Jon to Stanford. I want a friend of mine to take a look at him. I want to know for sure that he's ok. I can arrange a flight out to Stanford this afternoon" he told Joe who nodded but then mentally slapped himself realising his boss couldn't see him over the phone.
"Ok Sir" he said.
"Great. I'll book those flights now" Vince said.
"Can you book a hotel also? We were planning on going home so we have no where to stay" Joe told him feeling weird asking his boss to book him and his friends a place to stay.
"Nonsense. I'm not having you boys stay at a hotel after what's just happened. I'll have some guest rooms made up at my house. You boys can stay there where I can keep an eye on you all" Vince said.
Joe hesitated briefly. "Um...ok". This was one of the most uncomfortable conversations he'd ever had.
"It's settled then. See you boys in a few hours" Vince said before hanging up.
Joe ended the call and turned to look at his friends.
"Who was it?" Colby asked.
"Mr McMahon" Joe said.
Jon felt panic rise within him. "I'm fired aren't I?" he asked sadly.
"No...you're not fired. He wants a doctor friend of his to take a look at you. Just to triple check you're ok. He said were going to stay at his house" Joe told them.
"The doctors house?" Colby asked confused.
"No idiot...Vince's house" Joe said.
"Seriously?" Jon asked.
"Yeah. Said he's gonna book us all a flight to Stanford for this afternoon" Joe explained.
"We better pack then" Jon said as he went to get out of bed.
"NO" both his friends shouted at the same time.
He jumped and looked at them confused.
"You just had a seizure. You're staying in that bed until it's time to leave. We'll pack, you just rest" Joe told him sternly leaving no room for argument.
For once Jon didn't question it. He was still exhausted.
"Fine. I'm gonna catch some shut eye then. My eyelids feel like they have paper cuts" he said before laying down and pulling the duvet over his face making his friends chuckle as they went about packing their suitcases.
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