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Trish made an appointment with the receptionist and hung up. Trish was trying to breathe through the immense pain, but it only seemed to get worse. Trish tried to stand up but wound up collapsing to the floor because of the pain.
She grabbed her cell phone and called Brock's room, but there was no answer. She called his cell phone and he answered it out of breath, "Hello?"
"Brock, I know you're in the middle of your workout, but I'm stuck on the floor and I can't get myself up, could you help me?" Trish asked him. She felt really bad having to disturb him, but she couldn't get up.
"Are you ok? Did you fall? You sound like you're in pain." Brock said putting the weights down and grabbing his towel.
"No I didn't fall technically, the pain is flaring up and I collapsed." Trish confessed, "But I've got to get back to Toronto because Dr. Kennedy has the results of my tests for me."
"Ok, I'm on my way up, and we're going to the airport." Brock said hanging up.
He walked in her room and found her curled in a tight ball. Her face was pale and she was sweaty, "Trish, are you ok?"
She looked up at him with tear-filled eyes, "It hurts."
He picked her up, "I'm taking you to the hospital."
"Brock, I've got to get home, I have an appointment." Trish insisted.
'Then the doctor can come to you, you're not flying in this condition." Brock stated and helped her into the car. He started to head to the hospital.
"Melissa ran away." Trish said to him. "Mom wants me to call and talk to her."
"Why'd she run away?" Brock asked.
"My dad and her got into a fight. Mom wouldn't give me details because I was in pain and she didn't want to worry me more."
They arrived at the hospital and Brock helped her in. He sat her down and went up to the receptionist and explained what had been going on and that Dr. Kennedy in Toronto has some important test results for her and that she needed to see someone. The receptionist handed him some papers to fill out and that a doctor would be with her shortly.
Brock walked back over to Trish and they went over the papers. She held his hand through the pain and tried to blink back the tears. He felt so bad that she had been suffering for so long and the doctors were having a hard time diagnosing the problem.
Finally they called Trish's name. Brock helped her back into the room. The nurse took her temperature and her blood pressure, asked her some questions and advised that the doctor would be there shortly and that she should change into the gown.
Trish was having a hard time getting out of her clothes because of the pain being so strong. Finally she broke down and looked at Brock, "I hate to ask this of you and if you're not comfortable, just let me know, but would you mind."
Brock cut her off, "Of course I'll help you. It doesn't matter what you need, I'll be there for you." He began to help her remove her clothes. He could tell that she had lost a little weight, and he found himself again thinking how beautiful she was. He and Nicole had been having serious problems, and he was trying to work through them, but he didn't know if there was any chance of salvaging their relationship this time.
Trish hopped up on the exam table and tried to relax, but she couldn't stop the tears from falling. She hadn't been totally honest with everybody and she figured now is the time to start. "Brock, there's something I haven't told you about, and if they go over the results, I don't want you to be too shocked. The only reason I didn't tell you or anybody else is because I've been in denial, but I think it's time to face the facts."
"What do you have to tell me?" Brock asked squeezing her hand.
"Well." Trish started slowly, "They found abnormal cells and a tumor in my ovaries. So they performed a biopsy and that's what we're awaiting the test results on."
"So they think that you may have cancer?" Brock asked concerned.
Trish nodded with tears streaming down her face, "I'm sorry I didn't tell you. I just kept thinking that if I didn't say anything, maybe it would go away."
Brock pulled her close and laid his head on hers. He was just shocked. He couldn't escape the fear that had suddenly come over him.
There was a knock on the door and the doctor walked in. "Ms. Stratigias?"
"Please call me Trish." Trish said softly.
"Hi Trish, my name is Dr Anderson and I work with Dr Kennedy sometimes, and since I'm stationed here this weekend, he requested me to see you until he can arrive. From what I understand is that you had some diagnostic tests performed and you are awaiting the results, is that correct?"
Trish nodded her head. "But I've had this killer pain and it just gets worse. It's breath-taking. I've never experienced anything like it."
"What I'm going to do is run an ultrasound. What all has Dr. Kennedy gone over with you?" Dr Anderson asked.
"Well, he explained that he found a tumor in my ovaries and some abnormal cells from my pap smear so he conducted a biopsy and an MRI and that's where we left off." Trish explained. "Is there anyway to get something for the pain?" She asked gritting her teeth.
"Yes, I had ordered something so it will be here shortly. Once you have taken it and the pain starts to subside, buzz me and I'll bring you down for the ultrasound." Dr Anderson explained.
Trish nodded and the doctor walked out just as the nurse was bringing in the pain medication. She gave Trish the shot and left the room. "Brock, thank you so much for bringing me here, I know that I was a pain, but I'm really glad that you did."
"It was no problem, and there was no way that I was going to allow you to fly home in as much pain as you were in." Brock said rubbing her shoulders.
After a few minutes, the pain medication kicked in. She looked to Brock, "I think it's time to find out what's giving me so much pain." And with that she buzzed the doctor.
The doctor walked in, "Would you like your friend to accompany you? I don't mind."
Trish looked at Brock, "If you don't want to come, it's ok, but if you want to, I'd like to have you there."
"As long as it's ok, I'd like to stay by her side." Brock said holding her hand.
"That's perfectly fine with me. I'm happy that the two of you are in this together." The doctor said wheeling Trish down the hall.
Brock squeezed her hand with a little smirk. He knew that his plane would be boarding soon, but he couldn't leave her at a time like this.
The doctor helped her on the table and began the ultrasound. After a little searching, he found a large mass in Trish's left fallopian tube. He pointed it out to her and she gasped. "Doc, if you look at the ultrasound from before, it was no where near the size of that."
"That's what's causing the pain. Your fallopian tube is being stretched to contain the mass and if we don't remove it, your fallopian tube could burst. What I'm going to do since Dr Kennedy is on his way, is find out if he would like to perform the surgery himself or if he wants us to do it prior to his arrival." The doctor explained.
Trish nodded. The doctor finished the ultrasound and wheeled her back to her room. He left to contact her doctor. Trish turned to Brock, "Look, I know that you have to get going. I really appreciate you being here for me, it's meant a lot."
"I'll be right back." Brock said to her. He walked out of her room.
Trish decided that now would be a good time to try and call Melissa. She called her on her cell phone. When she picked up, the first thing out of Trish's mouth was "Are you ok? Where are you?"
"Trish? I'm so glad you called me. I'm ok, I was just really pissed off." Melissa said to her. "Trish I'm so sorry."
"Look, I don't want to talk about that stuff right now, I've got a lot going on and I'll explain whenever I get to go home. What happened at home?"
"Dad and I got into an argument about the baby. He told me that he wouldn't allow me to go to school looking pregnant. And, he said that I needed to tell Dave that we had to be together because of the baby. Trish I'm so scared and frustrated I don't know if I should keep the baby." Melissa said starting to cry. "Dad told me that I'd better figure out my future soon because I wouldn't be living there with no baby, he said "your sister got pregnant young but at least she had the decency to marry the guy and I had better start considering my options."
"Oh Melissa. I'm so sorry you guys are fighting again. Look, I'm here for you. I'm not going to let anything happen. As far as the baby is concerned, my ex or not, you need to include him in any decisions that you make. I mean, that's the decent thing to do."
"Trish, Randy called me and wants to go out on a date." Melissa said crying a little, "I really like him and would like to get to know him more but what I do? Tell him I pregnant with Dave Batista's baby? Yeah that'll go over real well, and then he'll run away screaming and never look at me again."
"Look, let I'll see if Brock would talk to him a little and see what I can uncover about him." Trish offered. "Are you one of those emotional pregnant women or are you just this frustrated?"
"I'm so frustrated I don't ever want to go back to dad's." Melissa said sniffling.
"Look, it's not healthy for you to be so stressed out all of the time. Go stay at my house and call mom and let her know that you're ok. You know where the grocery card is." Trish said to her.
"Trish, I can't do that to you." Melissa started to say but Trish wouldn't hear any of it.
"I wanted to talk to you anyways, and if you're staying at my house, you have nowhere to hide." Trish said with a laugh. "I'll explain everything that has been going on with me when I get home. Just make sure you CALL MOM."
Trish heard her door open and shut. She looked up and saw Brock walk in and sit down by the window quietly. "Look Missy, I've got to go. I'll call and check on you later." Trish said hanging up. "What time is your flight?"
"I'm not flying out, I'm going to be here, right by your side through this." Brock said to her.
"Brock, that's sweet but you know Nicole will kill you. She was mad that you didn't go home last weekend when you visited the children's hospital with a couple of the other superstars."
"You're right, Nicole is upset, but that's not my concern at this point." Brock said standing up. "Because we are no longer together."
Trish looked at Brock, "Oh Brock, I'm so sorry." She held out her arms.
"He went over and hugged her, "It's for the best, we've been falling apart for a long time now."
"I know, but it still must be hard." Trish said rubbing his back.
"Actually, in a way, I feel free. Like a huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders." Brock replied.
"What about Mya?" Trish asked concerned. She had threatened Brock before that if they ever broke up he'd never see her again.
"We're going to work that out later." Brock reassured her. "She's not going to play games."
Trish laid back down into the bed. "I found Melissa. Dad and her got into a really bad argument. She's going to stay at my house for now so her stress level stays low."
"I think that you have too much going on in your life and your stress level is too high. I think that you need to take some time for yourself." Brock said stroking her hand.
"Oh Brock, I know that I have a lot going on, and that I've been really stressed out lately, but I don't know how to fix it. My family is making my little sister's life hell, even more so than she made it herself. I can't get everything out of my head yet and I know that it's been awhile now, but it's all still so fresh in mind. And then with all of this going on, you're right, I do have too much stress in my life right now." Trish said leaning her head on his hand.
"I'll try to make it better for you." Brock said softly.
**Sorry this didn't get up yesterday, I'm in training at work and don't get as much time to type it up. Where's Dave? What is he up to? Could his temper get the best of him and make him do something stupid? What's going on between Trish and Brock? Could it be good or bad? Please continue to read and review and thank you for all of your support!!**
Trish made an appointment with the receptionist and hung up. Trish was trying to breathe through the immense pain, but it only seemed to get worse. Trish tried to stand up but wound up collapsing to the floor because of the pain.
She grabbed her cell phone and called Brock's room, but there was no answer. She called his cell phone and he answered it out of breath, "Hello?"
"Brock, I know you're in the middle of your workout, but I'm stuck on the floor and I can't get myself up, could you help me?" Trish asked him. She felt really bad having to disturb him, but she couldn't get up.
"Are you ok? Did you fall? You sound like you're in pain." Brock said putting the weights down and grabbing his towel.
"No I didn't fall technically, the pain is flaring up and I collapsed." Trish confessed, "But I've got to get back to Toronto because Dr. Kennedy has the results of my tests for me."
"Ok, I'm on my way up, and we're going to the airport." Brock said hanging up.
He walked in her room and found her curled in a tight ball. Her face was pale and she was sweaty, "Trish, are you ok?"
She looked up at him with tear-filled eyes, "It hurts."
He picked her up, "I'm taking you to the hospital."
"Brock, I've got to get home, I have an appointment." Trish insisted.
'Then the doctor can come to you, you're not flying in this condition." Brock stated and helped her into the car. He started to head to the hospital.
"Melissa ran away." Trish said to him. "Mom wants me to call and talk to her."
"Why'd she run away?" Brock asked.
"My dad and her got into a fight. Mom wouldn't give me details because I was in pain and she didn't want to worry me more."
They arrived at the hospital and Brock helped her in. He sat her down and went up to the receptionist and explained what had been going on and that Dr. Kennedy in Toronto has some important test results for her and that she needed to see someone. The receptionist handed him some papers to fill out and that a doctor would be with her shortly.
Brock walked back over to Trish and they went over the papers. She held his hand through the pain and tried to blink back the tears. He felt so bad that she had been suffering for so long and the doctors were having a hard time diagnosing the problem.
Finally they called Trish's name. Brock helped her back into the room. The nurse took her temperature and her blood pressure, asked her some questions and advised that the doctor would be there shortly and that she should change into the gown.
Trish was having a hard time getting out of her clothes because of the pain being so strong. Finally she broke down and looked at Brock, "I hate to ask this of you and if you're not comfortable, just let me know, but would you mind."
Brock cut her off, "Of course I'll help you. It doesn't matter what you need, I'll be there for you." He began to help her remove her clothes. He could tell that she had lost a little weight, and he found himself again thinking how beautiful she was. He and Nicole had been having serious problems, and he was trying to work through them, but he didn't know if there was any chance of salvaging their relationship this time.
Trish hopped up on the exam table and tried to relax, but she couldn't stop the tears from falling. She hadn't been totally honest with everybody and she figured now is the time to start. "Brock, there's something I haven't told you about, and if they go over the results, I don't want you to be too shocked. The only reason I didn't tell you or anybody else is because I've been in denial, but I think it's time to face the facts."
"What do you have to tell me?" Brock asked squeezing her hand.
"Well." Trish started slowly, "They found abnormal cells and a tumor in my ovaries. So they performed a biopsy and that's what we're awaiting the test results on."
"So they think that you may have cancer?" Brock asked concerned.
Trish nodded with tears streaming down her face, "I'm sorry I didn't tell you. I just kept thinking that if I didn't say anything, maybe it would go away."
Brock pulled her close and laid his head on hers. He was just shocked. He couldn't escape the fear that had suddenly come over him.
There was a knock on the door and the doctor walked in. "Ms. Stratigias?"
"Please call me Trish." Trish said softly.
"Hi Trish, my name is Dr Anderson and I work with Dr Kennedy sometimes, and since I'm stationed here this weekend, he requested me to see you until he can arrive. From what I understand is that you had some diagnostic tests performed and you are awaiting the results, is that correct?"
Trish nodded her head. "But I've had this killer pain and it just gets worse. It's breath-taking. I've never experienced anything like it."
"What I'm going to do is run an ultrasound. What all has Dr. Kennedy gone over with you?" Dr Anderson asked.
"Well, he explained that he found a tumor in my ovaries and some abnormal cells from my pap smear so he conducted a biopsy and an MRI and that's where we left off." Trish explained. "Is there anyway to get something for the pain?" She asked gritting her teeth.
"Yes, I had ordered something so it will be here shortly. Once you have taken it and the pain starts to subside, buzz me and I'll bring you down for the ultrasound." Dr Anderson explained.
Trish nodded and the doctor walked out just as the nurse was bringing in the pain medication. She gave Trish the shot and left the room. "Brock, thank you so much for bringing me here, I know that I was a pain, but I'm really glad that you did."
"It was no problem, and there was no way that I was going to allow you to fly home in as much pain as you were in." Brock said rubbing her shoulders.
After a few minutes, the pain medication kicked in. She looked to Brock, "I think it's time to find out what's giving me so much pain." And with that she buzzed the doctor.
The doctor walked in, "Would you like your friend to accompany you? I don't mind."
Trish looked at Brock, "If you don't want to come, it's ok, but if you want to, I'd like to have you there."
"As long as it's ok, I'd like to stay by her side." Brock said holding her hand.
"That's perfectly fine with me. I'm happy that the two of you are in this together." The doctor said wheeling Trish down the hall.
Brock squeezed her hand with a little smirk. He knew that his plane would be boarding soon, but he couldn't leave her at a time like this.
The doctor helped her on the table and began the ultrasound. After a little searching, he found a large mass in Trish's left fallopian tube. He pointed it out to her and she gasped. "Doc, if you look at the ultrasound from before, it was no where near the size of that."
"That's what's causing the pain. Your fallopian tube is being stretched to contain the mass and if we don't remove it, your fallopian tube could burst. What I'm going to do since Dr Kennedy is on his way, is find out if he would like to perform the surgery himself or if he wants us to do it prior to his arrival." The doctor explained.
Trish nodded. The doctor finished the ultrasound and wheeled her back to her room. He left to contact her doctor. Trish turned to Brock, "Look, I know that you have to get going. I really appreciate you being here for me, it's meant a lot."
"I'll be right back." Brock said to her. He walked out of her room.
Trish decided that now would be a good time to try and call Melissa. She called her on her cell phone. When she picked up, the first thing out of Trish's mouth was "Are you ok? Where are you?"
"Trish? I'm so glad you called me. I'm ok, I was just really pissed off." Melissa said to her. "Trish I'm so sorry."
"Look, I don't want to talk about that stuff right now, I've got a lot going on and I'll explain whenever I get to go home. What happened at home?"
"Dad and I got into an argument about the baby. He told me that he wouldn't allow me to go to school looking pregnant. And, he said that I needed to tell Dave that we had to be together because of the baby. Trish I'm so scared and frustrated I don't know if I should keep the baby." Melissa said starting to cry. "Dad told me that I'd better figure out my future soon because I wouldn't be living there with no baby, he said "your sister got pregnant young but at least she had the decency to marry the guy and I had better start considering my options."
"Oh Melissa. I'm so sorry you guys are fighting again. Look, I'm here for you. I'm not going to let anything happen. As far as the baby is concerned, my ex or not, you need to include him in any decisions that you make. I mean, that's the decent thing to do."
"Trish, Randy called me and wants to go out on a date." Melissa said crying a little, "I really like him and would like to get to know him more but what I do? Tell him I pregnant with Dave Batista's baby? Yeah that'll go over real well, and then he'll run away screaming and never look at me again."
"Look, let I'll see if Brock would talk to him a little and see what I can uncover about him." Trish offered. "Are you one of those emotional pregnant women or are you just this frustrated?"
"I'm so frustrated I don't ever want to go back to dad's." Melissa said sniffling.
"Look, it's not healthy for you to be so stressed out all of the time. Go stay at my house and call mom and let her know that you're ok. You know where the grocery card is." Trish said to her.
"Trish, I can't do that to you." Melissa started to say but Trish wouldn't hear any of it.
"I wanted to talk to you anyways, and if you're staying at my house, you have nowhere to hide." Trish said with a laugh. "I'll explain everything that has been going on with me when I get home. Just make sure you CALL MOM."
Trish heard her door open and shut. She looked up and saw Brock walk in and sit down by the window quietly. "Look Missy, I've got to go. I'll call and check on you later." Trish said hanging up. "What time is your flight?"
"I'm not flying out, I'm going to be here, right by your side through this." Brock said to her.
"Brock, that's sweet but you know Nicole will kill you. She was mad that you didn't go home last weekend when you visited the children's hospital with a couple of the other superstars."
"You're right, Nicole is upset, but that's not my concern at this point." Brock said standing up. "Because we are no longer together."
Trish looked at Brock, "Oh Brock, I'm so sorry." She held out her arms.
"He went over and hugged her, "It's for the best, we've been falling apart for a long time now."
"I know, but it still must be hard." Trish said rubbing his back.
"Actually, in a way, I feel free. Like a huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders." Brock replied.
"What about Mya?" Trish asked concerned. She had threatened Brock before that if they ever broke up he'd never see her again.
"We're going to work that out later." Brock reassured her. "She's not going to play games."
Trish laid back down into the bed. "I found Melissa. Dad and her got into a really bad argument. She's going to stay at my house for now so her stress level stays low."
"I think that you have too much going on in your life and your stress level is too high. I think that you need to take some time for yourself." Brock said stroking her hand.
"Oh Brock, I know that I have a lot going on, and that I've been really stressed out lately, but I don't know how to fix it. My family is making my little sister's life hell, even more so than she made it herself. I can't get everything out of my head yet and I know that it's been awhile now, but it's all still so fresh in mind. And then with all of this going on, you're right, I do have too much stress in my life right now." Trish said leaning her head on his hand.
"I'll try to make it better for you." Brock said softly.
**Sorry this didn't get up yesterday, I'm in training at work and don't get as much time to type it up. Where's Dave? What is he up to? Could his temper get the best of him and make him do something stupid? What's going on between Trish and Brock? Could it be good or bad? Please continue to read and review and thank you for all of your support!!**