Look everyone! Chapter 5! * ahem * continued on from last part, about an
hour later? And Blueyes, I'm not THAT mean, but, you never know!
Sitting on his barcalounger, Chandler absentmindedly pointed his clicker at the TV and channel surfed for a few minutes. He sighed. Leaning back, he closed his eyes and the first image that shot into his head was Monica. His eyes flew open as he had forgotten to go check on her. The clicker dropped to the ground as he practically flew through his door and into hers. Deciding not to slam her door, he quietly walked to her room. She was still sound asleep and snoring lightly, her back to him. He walked around to the other side of the bed and sat down. He placed his hand on her forehead, trying to feel for a temperature. Her eyes fluttered open as she felt his hand on her head.
"Hey," Chandler whispered, "how do you feel?" Shifting her body, she winced in pain. Her hand flew to her stomach as it felt like a huge needle shoot through. Her eyes squeezed shut as she clutched her tummy. A moment later, the pain was gone and Monica opened her eyes while panting heavily. "Oh my god Mon, are you okay? What happened?" Chandler asked, his voice filled with concern.
Still gasping, she replied, "I don't know. It just felt like this really sharp, thick . . . needle like thing pushed right through my stomach! But, it's gone now." She sighed. That really scared her, but it went away, so she was left puzzled. "Do I still have a fever?" She grinned. It made her feel good that someone cared.
"Seems like it," she frowned, "I'll go get a thermometer." Leaning back on her pillow, she shut her eyes and exhaled slowly.
Chandler searched in her drawers and cupboards but didn't seem to find one. Going over to his apartment, he located his own and went back.
"What took you so long?"
"I couldn't find one here so I went to my apartment to get one."
"Silly! There's one in the lower cupboard filled with all the medical stuff. It has a label, 'Medical'." Chandler proceeded to smack himself on the head.
"Of course! The one marked Medical! I knew that!"
She punched him lightly on the arm and laughed, "You liar!"
"Am not. Now, open your mouth." She did so and he inserted the thermometer. He pulled it out after half a minute and read the temperature. "A hundred and two point five. You're getting up there Mon."
"But I'm not." She turned around and dangled her legs off the bed. Steadying herself on her legs, she made her way to the bathroom. Sitting on the toilet, she gazed at her hands and feet. The swelling hadn't gone down, even when they were level with the rest of her body.
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A few more weeks rolled by, and before Monica knew it she was into her fifth month. Well, maybe rolled isn't the right word. Tumbled. There were times when she didn't even want to get up. Times when she couldn't get up. Days when she didn't want to eat. Couldn't eat. Even when she didn't eat it seemed she gained weight. This was something she didn't want happening again. She had gone to the doctors, and they told her that everything was normal. He even gave her an additional ultrasound to prove it. Not being able to eat, having swollen feet and hands and gaining a lot of weight was normal. According to books, there was nothing wrong with that, but that's not how it seemed to Monica.
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-click-click-click-
-KNOCK KNOCK!-
Monica got up, turned off the TV and walked towards the door. It was 2:30 in the after noon. Who would be there? Behind the door stood Joey and Chandler.
"Hey Mon!" Joey exclaimed, giving her a warm hello.
"Hey," Chandler leaned in and kissed her cheek.
She smiled, "What are you guys doing here?"
"Well, all of us are going to a movie, want to come with?"
"Only if you're up to it."
"Well, today is one of my better days, so sure! Which movie?"
"One Hour Photo."
"Ooo, the one where Michael Vartan's naked?"
"Dude, are you taking me to some gay porno?"
"Joey, it's only for a split second, and yes Mon, that one."
"Whoo!"
The guys watched Monica go to her room to get ready.
"You sure she's not doing well? She seems pretty good today."
"Today Jo, that's the key word, today."
They met up with Rachel, Phoebe and Ross at the theatre. The seating arrangement went Ross-Rachel-Phoebe-Monica-Chandler-Joey.
Feeling a little tired; Monica leaned her head on Chandler's shoulder. Keeping her eyes open, she waited for what she came for. All of a sudden, everything went dark. And then came back. She gasped and clutched onto Chandler's sleeve. He chuckled and looked down at her.
"Did you like that?"
"Did you see that?"
"What? His private parts? Yeah."
Not hearing his comment she continued. "Was it just me or did the lights just go out?"
"I think it was just you. What do you mean the lights went out?"
"I mean, everything went dark." Clicking in to what he had said she exclaimed, "I missed it!? How could I have missed it?!" A few people around her shushed her and she quieted down a bit. "Do you mean to tell me that I just missed the split second I came for?" She hissed into his ear.
It was Chandler's turn to miss what she said. "You mean, it just went dark. As if you were blinded for a moment?"
"Yes! I can't believe I missed it!"
"Monica!" he hissed, "Don't worry about that! I'll bring you again. Can you see me now?"
"Yes! Sheesh Chandler!" It was then that she tumbled forward onto the floor.
"Shit!" Chandler kneeled on the floor and called her name over a few times. "Monica, Monica, Monica. Wake up!" He lightly slapped her cheek a few times and she came to.
"Wha? What happened?" She stuttered, still dazed.
"You blacked out honey." Rachel said.
"I'm going to get you home." Chandler said.
"No! I'm fine!" By then, the entire theatre had lost all interest in the movie. Their heads turned to where real-life drama was played out.
"No Monica. I am taking you home." He picked her up and exited the theatre.
She was asleep by the time he got her home, so he decided to put her in bed instead of waking her up. He took off her shoes and jacket. Tucking her in, he felt her fore head again. It seemed that she always had a temperature now. He exited her room and went straight to her phone. Flipping open her phone book, he found her doctor and called. He made an appointment for the next day. He had to find out if something was wrong.
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"Monica Geller?"
She and Chandler walked into her doctor's office and sat down.
"How have you been feeling?" Dr. Eval asked as he closed the door.
"Not great."
"What's been going on?"
"Well," Chandler answered, taking over for Monica, "A few things. First off, yesterday she had kind of a 'blind' moment as well as blacked out. Also, the swelling in her feet and hands still haven't gone down. In addition to that, she's been complaining about weight gain and headaches."
"Is that correct Ms. Geller?"
Monica just nodded.
"Anything else in addition to what this gentleman here has told me?"
She shook her head no.
"Well, everything seems to be okay. I think just the regular remedies will work."
"Sir, they haven't so far, why would they now?"
"Well, I'm not sure. But I'd know if something was wrong."
"So to cure blacking out, you want me to drink more water." It was the first thing Monica had said since he first asked her how she was.
"I'm sure the blacking out was just a coincidence. You were probably tired, or lightheaded. Now, it's time for my 4:40 appointment and it's 4:35. So I'm going to have to ask you to leave."
Monica and Chandler sighed.
The doctor said there was nothing wrong, so what were Chandler and Monica to say?
Sitting on his barcalounger, Chandler absentmindedly pointed his clicker at the TV and channel surfed for a few minutes. He sighed. Leaning back, he closed his eyes and the first image that shot into his head was Monica. His eyes flew open as he had forgotten to go check on her. The clicker dropped to the ground as he practically flew through his door and into hers. Deciding not to slam her door, he quietly walked to her room. She was still sound asleep and snoring lightly, her back to him. He walked around to the other side of the bed and sat down. He placed his hand on her forehead, trying to feel for a temperature. Her eyes fluttered open as she felt his hand on her head.
"Hey," Chandler whispered, "how do you feel?" Shifting her body, she winced in pain. Her hand flew to her stomach as it felt like a huge needle shoot through. Her eyes squeezed shut as she clutched her tummy. A moment later, the pain was gone and Monica opened her eyes while panting heavily. "Oh my god Mon, are you okay? What happened?" Chandler asked, his voice filled with concern.
Still gasping, she replied, "I don't know. It just felt like this really sharp, thick . . . needle like thing pushed right through my stomach! But, it's gone now." She sighed. That really scared her, but it went away, so she was left puzzled. "Do I still have a fever?" She grinned. It made her feel good that someone cared.
"Seems like it," she frowned, "I'll go get a thermometer." Leaning back on her pillow, she shut her eyes and exhaled slowly.
Chandler searched in her drawers and cupboards but didn't seem to find one. Going over to his apartment, he located his own and went back.
"What took you so long?"
"I couldn't find one here so I went to my apartment to get one."
"Silly! There's one in the lower cupboard filled with all the medical stuff. It has a label, 'Medical'." Chandler proceeded to smack himself on the head.
"Of course! The one marked Medical! I knew that!"
She punched him lightly on the arm and laughed, "You liar!"
"Am not. Now, open your mouth." She did so and he inserted the thermometer. He pulled it out after half a minute and read the temperature. "A hundred and two point five. You're getting up there Mon."
"But I'm not." She turned around and dangled her legs off the bed. Steadying herself on her legs, she made her way to the bathroom. Sitting on the toilet, she gazed at her hands and feet. The swelling hadn't gone down, even when they were level with the rest of her body.
~
A few more weeks rolled by, and before Monica knew it she was into her fifth month. Well, maybe rolled isn't the right word. Tumbled. There were times when she didn't even want to get up. Times when she couldn't get up. Days when she didn't want to eat. Couldn't eat. Even when she didn't eat it seemed she gained weight. This was something she didn't want happening again. She had gone to the doctors, and they told her that everything was normal. He even gave her an additional ultrasound to prove it. Not being able to eat, having swollen feet and hands and gaining a lot of weight was normal. According to books, there was nothing wrong with that, but that's not how it seemed to Monica.
~
-click-click-click-
-KNOCK KNOCK!-
Monica got up, turned off the TV and walked towards the door. It was 2:30 in the after noon. Who would be there? Behind the door stood Joey and Chandler.
"Hey Mon!" Joey exclaimed, giving her a warm hello.
"Hey," Chandler leaned in and kissed her cheek.
She smiled, "What are you guys doing here?"
"Well, all of us are going to a movie, want to come with?"
"Only if you're up to it."
"Well, today is one of my better days, so sure! Which movie?"
"One Hour Photo."
"Ooo, the one where Michael Vartan's naked?"
"Dude, are you taking me to some gay porno?"
"Joey, it's only for a split second, and yes Mon, that one."
"Whoo!"
The guys watched Monica go to her room to get ready.
"You sure she's not doing well? She seems pretty good today."
"Today Jo, that's the key word, today."
They met up with Rachel, Phoebe and Ross at the theatre. The seating arrangement went Ross-Rachel-Phoebe-Monica-Chandler-Joey.
Feeling a little tired; Monica leaned her head on Chandler's shoulder. Keeping her eyes open, she waited for what she came for. All of a sudden, everything went dark. And then came back. She gasped and clutched onto Chandler's sleeve. He chuckled and looked down at her.
"Did you like that?"
"Did you see that?"
"What? His private parts? Yeah."
Not hearing his comment she continued. "Was it just me or did the lights just go out?"
"I think it was just you. What do you mean the lights went out?"
"I mean, everything went dark." Clicking in to what he had said she exclaimed, "I missed it!? How could I have missed it?!" A few people around her shushed her and she quieted down a bit. "Do you mean to tell me that I just missed the split second I came for?" She hissed into his ear.
It was Chandler's turn to miss what she said. "You mean, it just went dark. As if you were blinded for a moment?"
"Yes! I can't believe I missed it!"
"Monica!" he hissed, "Don't worry about that! I'll bring you again. Can you see me now?"
"Yes! Sheesh Chandler!" It was then that she tumbled forward onto the floor.
"Shit!" Chandler kneeled on the floor and called her name over a few times. "Monica, Monica, Monica. Wake up!" He lightly slapped her cheek a few times and she came to.
"Wha? What happened?" She stuttered, still dazed.
"You blacked out honey." Rachel said.
"I'm going to get you home." Chandler said.
"No! I'm fine!" By then, the entire theatre had lost all interest in the movie. Their heads turned to where real-life drama was played out.
"No Monica. I am taking you home." He picked her up and exited the theatre.
She was asleep by the time he got her home, so he decided to put her in bed instead of waking her up. He took off her shoes and jacket. Tucking her in, he felt her fore head again. It seemed that she always had a temperature now. He exited her room and went straight to her phone. Flipping open her phone book, he found her doctor and called. He made an appointment for the next day. He had to find out if something was wrong.
~
"Monica Geller?"
She and Chandler walked into her doctor's office and sat down.
"How have you been feeling?" Dr. Eval asked as he closed the door.
"Not great."
"What's been going on?"
"Well," Chandler answered, taking over for Monica, "A few things. First off, yesterday she had kind of a 'blind' moment as well as blacked out. Also, the swelling in her feet and hands still haven't gone down. In addition to that, she's been complaining about weight gain and headaches."
"Is that correct Ms. Geller?"
Monica just nodded.
"Anything else in addition to what this gentleman here has told me?"
She shook her head no.
"Well, everything seems to be okay. I think just the regular remedies will work."
"Sir, they haven't so far, why would they now?"
"Well, I'm not sure. But I'd know if something was wrong."
"So to cure blacking out, you want me to drink more water." It was the first thing Monica had said since he first asked her how she was.
"I'm sure the blacking out was just a coincidence. You were probably tired, or lightheaded. Now, it's time for my 4:40 appointment and it's 4:35. So I'm going to have to ask you to leave."
Monica and Chandler sighed.
The doctor said there was nothing wrong, so what were Chandler and Monica to say?