The days passed into weeks, and the weeks soon turned into months. Three months, to be specific. Ash had been in the hospital for three months, and she still hadn't seen her friends.
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"When am I going to see my friends?" I asked Doctor Steve during one of our sessions.
"You bring that up every day, you know that?" he asked, slightly exasperated. "You are so damn persistant."
"Has it worked yet? Have I irritated you so much that you'll let my friends come?"
"Yes."
"Why can't they…" I paused, thinking about what he just said for a second. Then it hit me. "Yes! Like, yes, you mean it, they can come??" I babbled on and on like an idiot. "Thank you thank you thank you!"
"To tell you the truth, I didn't do anything. You're finally starting to get better, and that's why your friends can come. You put in all the effort." He paused, and smiled. "So what day would you like them to come?"
"Tomorrow," I told him, completely seriously.
"Come on Ash, they can't come tomorrow. Lets see, its Wednesday, so how about you have them here all day Saturday. They can come at 2 o'clock, right after lunch, and stay until 8. We'll even feed them dinner."
"But I want to talk to them now!" I said, laughing. "Now now now now now!"
"I could arrange that. Wanna make a conference call?"
"Are you completely and totally serious?" I asked him, too excited to worry about how dorky I sounded.
"Yes, I am. Here," he said picking up the phone, "What are their numbers, I'll call them up."
I rattled off their numbers, so excited I was surprised I could even remember them. Doctor Steve dialed them, and then handed me the phone.
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"When am I going to see my friends?" I asked Doctor Steve during one of our sessions.
"You bring that up every day, you know that?" he asked, slightly exasperated. "You are so damn persistant."
"Has it worked yet? Have I irritated you so much that you'll let my friends come?"
"Yes."
"Why can't they…" I paused, thinking about what he just said for a second. Then it hit me. "Yes! Like, yes, you mean it, they can come??" I babbled on and on like an idiot. "Thank you thank you thank you!"
"To tell you the truth, I didn't do anything. You're finally starting to get better, and that's why your friends can come. You put in all the effort." He paused, and smiled. "So what day would you like them to come?"
"Tomorrow," I told him, completely seriously.
"Come on Ash, they can't come tomorrow. Lets see, its Wednesday, so how about you have them here all day Saturday. They can come at 2 o'clock, right after lunch, and stay until 8. We'll even feed them dinner."
"But I want to talk to them now!" I said, laughing. "Now now now now now!"
"I could arrange that. Wanna make a conference call?"
"Are you completely and totally serious?" I asked him, too excited to worry about how dorky I sounded.
"Yes, I am. Here," he said picking up the phone, "What are their numbers, I'll call them up."
I rattled off their numbers, so excited I was surprised I could even remember them. Doctor Steve dialed them, and then handed me the phone.