1 Title: Thanks for Being There
Author: Harper Robedeaux
Rating: PG
Category: Drama, Romance (J/D)
Summary: When Donna has a sudden seizure Josh jumps to the rescue
Disclaimer: see pt 1
Part 3/3
I'm sitting in the waiting room waiting. Nah, I'm sitting in the waiting room juggling! It's been roughly 30 minutes, or so my watch says. But I guess my watch really must suck because it seems like hours.
"Mr. Lyman," a nurse in her late forties finally says. I stood up and nodded in recognition. She proceeded. "We finally stabilized Ms. Moss 10 minutes ago, and contacted her roommate to see if she had any condition, and as it turns out, she is epileptic, but hasn't been taking her medication." The nurse then looked up at me, "Mr. Lyman, you're her boss, how could you not know she is epileptic?"
"I don't know, the subject never came up," I said, trying to hide my shock and frustration. "Can I see her?"
"Sure, room 211."
I thanked the nurse and went up to Donna's room.
* * *
I sat up in my room, still trying to figure out what had happened. The last thing I remember was walking with Josh to staff… Oh shit, did I do this in front of him? Damn it! Damn it Damn it Damn it!
I heard a knock at the door and saw Josh's worry ridden face. He took a seat next to me and held my hand. He looked me in the eye and said, "How are you feeling?"
"I'm feeling ok," I said with a slight smile. He heaved a sigh and looked at the ground. He only does that when there's something he needs to tell me something.
"Josh?" No answer. "Josh, spit it out."
"Why didn't you tell me you were epileptic," he asked in an almost too forceful tone. Donna sat there in shock. She swallowed and began to answer.
"I didn't want to get any special treatment."
"Special treatment?"
"Back in high school and even college people would get wary every time I complained of being sleepy, because that is my warning sign. And every time, for example, we would have a free day in band and I'd use it to sleep. If I'd twitch in my sleep people would get worried."
"Oh…"
"So then my junior year I got put on meds, and they worked incredibly well, but during times of stress sometimes I forget to take them. My roommate knows I'm epileptic because I had one when we were both at home during the re-election and I had simply not taken them. And I guess this past week I've been forgetful."
He squeezed my hand, still not looking me directly in the eye. I guess something on the wall had fascinated him. I cracked a smile and said, "Thanks for being there."
He looked up at me and I saw an emotion different from the worry and frustration I had seen earlier. It was a caring look. He lifted his head and kissed me on the cheek and rested his head on mine.
"Anytime," he muttered as he pulled me into an embrace.
THE END!!!
Author: Harper Robedeaux
Rating: PG
Category: Drama, Romance (J/D)
Summary: When Donna has a sudden seizure Josh jumps to the rescue
Disclaimer: see pt 1
Part 3/3
I'm sitting in the waiting room waiting. Nah, I'm sitting in the waiting room juggling! It's been roughly 30 minutes, or so my watch says. But I guess my watch really must suck because it seems like hours.
"Mr. Lyman," a nurse in her late forties finally says. I stood up and nodded in recognition. She proceeded. "We finally stabilized Ms. Moss 10 minutes ago, and contacted her roommate to see if she had any condition, and as it turns out, she is epileptic, but hasn't been taking her medication." The nurse then looked up at me, "Mr. Lyman, you're her boss, how could you not know she is epileptic?"
"I don't know, the subject never came up," I said, trying to hide my shock and frustration. "Can I see her?"
"Sure, room 211."
I thanked the nurse and went up to Donna's room.
* * *
I sat up in my room, still trying to figure out what had happened. The last thing I remember was walking with Josh to staff… Oh shit, did I do this in front of him? Damn it! Damn it Damn it Damn it!
I heard a knock at the door and saw Josh's worry ridden face. He took a seat next to me and held my hand. He looked me in the eye and said, "How are you feeling?"
"I'm feeling ok," I said with a slight smile. He heaved a sigh and looked at the ground. He only does that when there's something he needs to tell me something.
"Josh?" No answer. "Josh, spit it out."
"Why didn't you tell me you were epileptic," he asked in an almost too forceful tone. Donna sat there in shock. She swallowed and began to answer.
"I didn't want to get any special treatment."
"Special treatment?"
"Back in high school and even college people would get wary every time I complained of being sleepy, because that is my warning sign. And every time, for example, we would have a free day in band and I'd use it to sleep. If I'd twitch in my sleep people would get worried."
"Oh…"
"So then my junior year I got put on meds, and they worked incredibly well, but during times of stress sometimes I forget to take them. My roommate knows I'm epileptic because I had one when we were both at home during the re-election and I had simply not taken them. And I guess this past week I've been forgetful."
He squeezed my hand, still not looking me directly in the eye. I guess something on the wall had fascinated him. I cracked a smile and said, "Thanks for being there."
He looked up at me and I saw an emotion different from the worry and frustration I had seen earlier. It was a caring look. He lifted his head and kissed me on the cheek and rested his head on mine.
"Anytime," he muttered as he pulled me into an embrace.
THE END!!!
