I'm *so* sorry for the long wait! But school is finally over! Yay!
Please read, and don't hate!
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Ugh. This officially sucked. After what seemed like a thousand tests, they said I had to stay overnight for more tests! And since visiting hours were over, they had forced everyone to leave, even mom; she did put up a pretty good fight though... I think Luke and Dean were glad to leave though. I would have been, too. My mom wouldn't let anyone else come to see me, not even Grandma and Grandpa, and I was thankful for it. I didn't want tons of people gushing over me. There was one person I had wanted to see.maybe even more than Dean-- More than Dean?!! No! Not more than Dean.how could I want to see someone more than Dean? But I had wanted him to come... I wonder why he didn't... why did I want him to come?! I wanted Dean to come, not him! Stupid Rory. I needed to get my mind off of everything, off of how horribly wrong today had gone. Sighing, I picked up the remote and began watching the only channel on the hospital TV that wasn't preaching to me or in Spanish. Could this day get any worse?
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The next morning I rushed back to the hospital as soon as I could. How could they have kicked me out?! It was plain injustice! I'd take care of that later... but first- Rory.
"Hey sweetie," I said, as I walked into the room. Rory was lying in bed watching TV, a look of absolute boredom on her face.
The first thing out of her mouth was, "Did you bring the books?"
'Typical Rory' I thought as I handed her the massive bag of books she had listed and insisted I bring. As she was inspecting them, a doctor came in.
"Ms. Gilmore, I just need to give Rory one more test, and then after I do a short analysis of the results, I should know just what is bothering your daughter." I nodded as I followed what he was saying. "So, I'm going to take Rory down, and then in about three hours, we'll talk again." I was really beginning to hate waiting. Even more than I had before this whole thing, which was a lot, so that's gotta mean something. I gave Rory a tight squeeze, told her I'd see her soon, and went to do whatever it is people do in hospitals. Too bad Luke wasn't here today...
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I hate these doctors. Do they ever consider the pain they put us in? Yeah, just stick a big needle in my butt, I don't care. It's not like I could feel anything, just a slight excruciating pain, no biggie. Why'd they have to take a sample of my stupid bone marrow anyways? Sure, I've been a little more tired lately, I haven't been as hungry as usually, big deal. I mean, I *was* planning a wedding! And maybe the bruises were kind of weird.ok, really weird, but come on, it's not like I'm little miss graceful over here. I just wish everyone would stop making this such a big deal! I'm fine! I don't need any doctors, any hospitals, I just need to go home and sleep! I just wanted to wake up from this horrible nightmare and return to the beautiful fantasy I was in, where everything was right, and I was the little princess. But this wasn't a nightmare, and there was no way to wake up. And then mom and Doctor Paul, the doctor who had been in charge my 'case', walked in. Mom sat down next to me and grabbed my hand. Doctor Paul stayed where he was, fiddling with his files.
"Ms. Gilmore," he said. "We have finished analyzing your daughters tests. Unfortunately, I am going to have to be your daughter's doctor much longer than we first expected." He's eyes were filled with sympathy as he looked at me. "Rory, you have Leukemia"
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Ugh. This officially sucked. After what seemed like a thousand tests, they said I had to stay overnight for more tests! And since visiting hours were over, they had forced everyone to leave, even mom; she did put up a pretty good fight though... I think Luke and Dean were glad to leave though. I would have been, too. My mom wouldn't let anyone else come to see me, not even Grandma and Grandpa, and I was thankful for it. I didn't want tons of people gushing over me. There was one person I had wanted to see.maybe even more than Dean-- More than Dean?!! No! Not more than Dean.how could I want to see someone more than Dean? But I had wanted him to come... I wonder why he didn't... why did I want him to come?! I wanted Dean to come, not him! Stupid Rory. I needed to get my mind off of everything, off of how horribly wrong today had gone. Sighing, I picked up the remote and began watching the only channel on the hospital TV that wasn't preaching to me or in Spanish. Could this day get any worse?
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The next morning I rushed back to the hospital as soon as I could. How could they have kicked me out?! It was plain injustice! I'd take care of that later... but first- Rory.
"Hey sweetie," I said, as I walked into the room. Rory was lying in bed watching TV, a look of absolute boredom on her face.
The first thing out of her mouth was, "Did you bring the books?"
'Typical Rory' I thought as I handed her the massive bag of books she had listed and insisted I bring. As she was inspecting them, a doctor came in.
"Ms. Gilmore, I just need to give Rory one more test, and then after I do a short analysis of the results, I should know just what is bothering your daughter." I nodded as I followed what he was saying. "So, I'm going to take Rory down, and then in about three hours, we'll talk again." I was really beginning to hate waiting. Even more than I had before this whole thing, which was a lot, so that's gotta mean something. I gave Rory a tight squeeze, told her I'd see her soon, and went to do whatever it is people do in hospitals. Too bad Luke wasn't here today...
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I hate these doctors. Do they ever consider the pain they put us in? Yeah, just stick a big needle in my butt, I don't care. It's not like I could feel anything, just a slight excruciating pain, no biggie. Why'd they have to take a sample of my stupid bone marrow anyways? Sure, I've been a little more tired lately, I haven't been as hungry as usually, big deal. I mean, I *was* planning a wedding! And maybe the bruises were kind of weird.ok, really weird, but come on, it's not like I'm little miss graceful over here. I just wish everyone would stop making this such a big deal! I'm fine! I don't need any doctors, any hospitals, I just need to go home and sleep! I just wanted to wake up from this horrible nightmare and return to the beautiful fantasy I was in, where everything was right, and I was the little princess. But this wasn't a nightmare, and there was no way to wake up. And then mom and Doctor Paul, the doctor who had been in charge my 'case', walked in. Mom sat down next to me and grabbed my hand. Doctor Paul stayed where he was, fiddling with his files.
"Ms. Gilmore," he said. "We have finished analyzing your daughters tests. Unfortunately, I am going to have to be your daughter's doctor much longer than we first expected." He's eyes were filled with sympathy as he looked at me. "Rory, you have Leukemia"