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When it Rains it Pours
Ch. 7- Long Day's Journey
Hank, lay in the couch of the station trying not to think about the check up he'd have to with stand, in a few hours. He looked at Tyler and Val sitting at the table, his best friend helping Val with her Math homework. Jamie was sleeping as usual. Normal teenage stuff. Not doctors, chemo, sickness. He couldn't go back, to that. But , it was happening again, Hank could tell. He had tried to ignore it, to pretend it wasn't there. He was an expert at the game of denial.
* * *
"So, I'm all clear?" Hank asked Dr. Elena Lopez. She looked solemn, no smile on her face, Hank was all the familiar with that look.
The look of bad news. He had seen it when his mother was sick, he had seen his father do it to his patients, he himself had done it.
"Hank?" he heard his father call behind him, Hank's heart raced. Why was his dad here? He always went to his check ups alone.
"Good, Dr. Beecham, you're here." the doctor replied as she held up an X-ray. "I'm sorry to have to tell you this, but we found a mass-tumor- in your chest." she started, pointing to the chart. "Your out of remission."
"So, what now? More chemo?" asked Hank after minutes of silence.
"No, I want to try radiation. It's different then chemo. You'll have twenty-five treatments, five a week for a month."
"Will I get as sick as I did from the chemo?"
"No, not as. Although, radiation does come with it's side affects. Tiredness, the skin treated will be reddened. You'll have a sore throat and difficultly swallowing, as well as loss of appetite." Dr. Lopez said. "We'll mark a place of radiation that we'll hit with a pen and pattern. You can't get that wet and if it becomes irritated apply no cream or lotion… Don't worry, you bet this thing before you will again."
What if he didn't? he thought. What if he died from this? His mother had, millions of people died from Cancer everyday. Why would he be any different?
* * *
When Hank went back to the station the next day, he hadn't told anyone yet. He sighed he'd have to leave the squad again. He had got his first dose of radiation earlier that day , and was all the things Dr. Lopez had said the day before. The radiation had taken place, in a large, basically empty room. He had had to lay down flat on a bed like table in a large machine for an hour.
"Hey Hank." Tyler replied as he saw his friend. "Where were you in lunch?"
"Library." Hank lied. "French test."
"Oh." said Tyler. "Did Jamie tell you? He and Caitie are going out."
"Hmm. That's great." Hank replied, glad at that moment Val had pulled Tyler away. "Alex. I have to tell you, my Cancer is back. Now I can try to stay on, but I'm not sure I can do it." Hank stated once he had gotten to Alex's office.
"I'm sorry to hear that, Hank." Alex stated. "You can stay as long as you can."
"Your Hodgkin's is back isn't it?" Jamie asked running to catch up to Hank in the parking lot a few moments later.
Hank nodded as he turned around. "Want to get a coffee?"
"Sure."
* * *
"How did you deal with it?" Hank replied when they had reached the coffee shop.
"I was really young and the Leukemia scared me a lot, I want to be a normal kid, do all the things my brother got to do because he wasn't sick." Jamie truthfully replied. "I didn't want to be stuck with needles and be in a hospital. It took me awhile to except it."
"Did you ever come close to you know, dying?"
"Yeah, I did. The only thing that saved me was a bone marrow transplant."
Hank nodded. "But how do you deal with the chance of it coming back?"
Jamie shook he's head. "You just have too."
* * *
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When it Rains it Pours
Ch. 7- Long Day's Journey
Hank, lay in the couch of the station trying not to think about the check up he'd have to with stand, in a few hours. He looked at Tyler and Val sitting at the table, his best friend helping Val with her Math homework. Jamie was sleeping as usual. Normal teenage stuff. Not doctors, chemo, sickness. He couldn't go back, to that. But , it was happening again, Hank could tell. He had tried to ignore it, to pretend it wasn't there. He was an expert at the game of denial.
* * *
"So, I'm all clear?" Hank asked Dr. Elena Lopez. She looked solemn, no smile on her face, Hank was all the familiar with that look.
The look of bad news. He had seen it when his mother was sick, he had seen his father do it to his patients, he himself had done it.
"Hank?" he heard his father call behind him, Hank's heart raced. Why was his dad here? He always went to his check ups alone.
"Good, Dr. Beecham, you're here." the doctor replied as she held up an X-ray. "I'm sorry to have to tell you this, but we found a mass-tumor- in your chest." she started, pointing to the chart. "Your out of remission."
"So, what now? More chemo?" asked Hank after minutes of silence.
"No, I want to try radiation. It's different then chemo. You'll have twenty-five treatments, five a week for a month."
"Will I get as sick as I did from the chemo?"
"No, not as. Although, radiation does come with it's side affects. Tiredness, the skin treated will be reddened. You'll have a sore throat and difficultly swallowing, as well as loss of appetite." Dr. Lopez said. "We'll mark a place of radiation that we'll hit with a pen and pattern. You can't get that wet and if it becomes irritated apply no cream or lotion… Don't worry, you bet this thing before you will again."
What if he didn't? he thought. What if he died from this? His mother had, millions of people died from Cancer everyday. Why would he be any different?
* * *
When Hank went back to the station the next day, he hadn't told anyone yet. He sighed he'd have to leave the squad again. He had got his first dose of radiation earlier that day , and was all the things Dr. Lopez had said the day before. The radiation had taken place, in a large, basically empty room. He had had to lay down flat on a bed like table in a large machine for an hour.
"Hey Hank." Tyler replied as he saw his friend. "Where were you in lunch?"
"Library." Hank lied. "French test."
"Oh." said Tyler. "Did Jamie tell you? He and Caitie are going out."
"Hmm. That's great." Hank replied, glad at that moment Val had pulled Tyler away. "Alex. I have to tell you, my Cancer is back. Now I can try to stay on, but I'm not sure I can do it." Hank stated once he had gotten to Alex's office.
"I'm sorry to hear that, Hank." Alex stated. "You can stay as long as you can."
"Your Hodgkin's is back isn't it?" Jamie asked running to catch up to Hank in the parking lot a few moments later.
Hank nodded as he turned around. "Want to get a coffee?"
"Sure."
* * *
"How did you deal with it?" Hank replied when they had reached the coffee shop.
"I was really young and the Leukemia scared me a lot, I want to be a normal kid, do all the things my brother got to do because he wasn't sick." Jamie truthfully replied. "I didn't want to be stuck with needles and be in a hospital. It took me awhile to except it."
"Did you ever come close to you know, dying?"
"Yeah, I did. The only thing that saved me was a bone marrow transplant."
Hank nodded. "But how do you deal with the chance of it coming back?"
Jamie shook he's head. "You just have too."
* * *
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