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Chapter 7 : Ill
Robert woke up at the feeling of Elizabeth moving in his arms. He examined her she wasn't awake yet, but still sweating. Listening her more carefully, he could tell that she was having trouble breathing. He got up and came back with his stethoscope and a thermometer. He entered it in her ear, she didn't make any little move at it, her fever was still high, 39.8°C and she had mucus on her lung. He tried to think as a doctor, a very hard thing for him at the moment. The only conclusion he came to was that she needed to go to the hospital waiting will only let her get worse. He knew that but wasn't sure she'll accept it or he wanted to. Though, he went to clean up in the bathroom, and got dressed. He prepared a little breakfast for Ella he wasn't in a mood to eat, he thought that if he eat, he'd vomit it, he was so tense!
Ella wasn't that happy to be pulled out of her dreams but seeing the grave face of her step father, she agreed to do all he wanted, cleaning, eating all her breakfast and dressing alone. When she finally saw her mother, she started crying. Her mother, her little mama that she loved more than all was all white, her hair was wet, glued to her face graceless. She encircled her mother's hot neck with her little hands and put moist kisses on her pink cheeks. Robert hadn't the heart to break this moment of tenderness between the two girls. Finally Ella, reluctantly, stepped back and let the man take her mum. He carried her to the garage where her big car was. He laid her on the back seats, she had previously woken up a bit which helped her to go through the house but as soon as her back reached the comfortable seat, she came back to her dreamless sleep.
The ride to the hospital went calmly, Robert sang a little with Ella to keep her mind busy but his heart wasn't in it. He parked on the ambulance bay, even though some people were telling him not to. He ran to the admit desk and asked for a gurney. Kerry, who was sitting there, working on the computer, told him: "What is it Robert? Your dog is ill? Too much of your food?" "You.. just shut up and move your buttocks here!" he just told her. He wasn't in the mood to argue with her as he just preferred focusing on Elizabeth for the moment than making her regret her bad comments at this particular moment. So he ran towards the car and showed her where Lizzie was.
Some others doctors came too, Robert was too ill himself to try to recognize them, he felt he was going to be sick, pretty sick. He heard noises, a lot of noises but couldn't tell what that was, he blinked but all what he could saw was dark. He tried very hard to focus and he finally arrived to see something, someone, it was Abby he vomited on her feet and then fell down on the concrete under the amused eyes of Ella who didn't really understand what was happening. Sure she was worrying for her mother but seeing Robert, her Wobert falling like that was very funny though.
As Robert woke up he could feel a bad headache. He looked around him; he was lying on a hospital bed, Lizzie in the one near him.. She was now awake and seemed a lot better. She reached out her hand toward him; he grabbed it and placed a soft kiss on it. As he did so Abby and Carter entered the room, they seemed amused to catch them like that. The nurse approach Robert, adjust his perfusion and let carter tell both them the diagnostics: Robert was more than surprised to learn that he had spent the last 2 hours unconscious, in fact he had a big concussion and needed to stay at hospital for the next few days. Elizabeth, on the other hand, had caught the flu since a few days and thanks to the ice skating, pneumonia. She needed to stay at the hospital for the next few days, too. With that, Abby and Carter left, letting the couple at their thoughts. "What will we do with Ella?" was Elizabeth's first question. "It's not fair to keep her with us here. Perhaps we'll do it at night, and the rest of the day we can let her go the daycare of with." at this moment he felt a sudden ache in his head. He saw snow everywhere but the next second he was feeling okay. Elizabeth looked at him very worried, she moved from her bed to his, laying next to him, her head on his shoulder. "We can let her with the baby sitter too." He continued, acting like nothing had happened. "It's just that I don't feel like letting my only child all the week to a stranger. Usually she's not that often with the sitter, I have two days off at least to take care of her. Being ill is hard enough but having to worry about Ella is more than I can handle right now." With that she started crying. Robert, encircling her with his hand, tried to comfort her but soon her cries made his headache get rapidly worse, he tried to ignore it but after a few minutes that was hurting so much that, abruptly, he asked her to shut up. Too shocked to respond at first, she did what he wanted, when she looked him in the eyes she did not see angry but just fear and pain. He was in pain because of all the noise she was making, and she saw it perfectively. She wrapped her arms around him and snuck onto bed, allowing him to come with her. She, lying on her back with his head on her shoulder, started to come back to the discussion, she lowered her voice until it was just a whisper and said: "How are you?" "Hurt." He responded in the same tone of voice. "You want me to call Carter?" "No, no, that's alright. I think I just need to rest, and to be hugged." He added with a shy smile. She took him in a big hug and let go just when he was sleeping.
She took advantages of his sleep to have a good look at him, he didn't seem to be in pain anymore but she called Carter and let him know what happened. Then she called her father in England, she was too hopeless, too worried and too afraid. He picked up at the first ring: "Hello?" "Hello dad, it's me, Elizabeth." "Oh, honey, how are you?" "Not that good Daddy. That's why I'm calling you." "What's happening?" He asked suddenly afraid that something was happening to his dear little girl. "I'm ill I had the flu and I caught pneumonia." "Oh my god, sweetie, you're in hospital?" "Yes, I am. I'll need you to watch Ella. I didn't mean to call you, but my boyfriend is." "You've got a boyfriend? You didn't tell me." He cut her. "Who is it? I know him?" "Hum, yes you know him. It's, hum, it's Robert Romano. » She finally said. "Robert Romano? That arrogant little bastard? No longer a surgeon. Tell me that you don't mean it, please." "It is Daddy. You know, he's not a bastard; he's very, hum, sweet in life in fact. I really love him so please don't ruin it, dad." "Do you mean I usually ruin your relationships?" He asked, visibly hurt. "No, I don't, that's sure. But I don't want you to use your animosity toward him to destroy ours. I love what we have and I hope it'll last." "If you're happy honey, I hope it'll last too. So you need me to come and watch my lovely grand daughter?" "Yes Daddy, she started coughing, but I'll understand if you can't come." "I'll come. I'll find someone to cover me. I'll arrive tomorrow. Now you should go back to sleep and take care of you." "Thank you very much Daddy, I don't know how to thank you." she said relieved. "You don't need to. So, see you tomorrow." "See you tomorrow too. I kiss you" "Kiss you too. Hum, Darling?" "Yes Dad?" "Why can't Robert watch Ella?" "He has a concussion, he need to rest too at hospital. He passed out, he was too stressed by my illness that he forgot to eat. She said with a warm smile." "Ok. Take care. Bye." "Bye."
Chapter 7 : Ill
Robert woke up at the feeling of Elizabeth moving in his arms. He examined her she wasn't awake yet, but still sweating. Listening her more carefully, he could tell that she was having trouble breathing. He got up and came back with his stethoscope and a thermometer. He entered it in her ear, she didn't make any little move at it, her fever was still high, 39.8°C and she had mucus on her lung. He tried to think as a doctor, a very hard thing for him at the moment. The only conclusion he came to was that she needed to go to the hospital waiting will only let her get worse. He knew that but wasn't sure she'll accept it or he wanted to. Though, he went to clean up in the bathroom, and got dressed. He prepared a little breakfast for Ella he wasn't in a mood to eat, he thought that if he eat, he'd vomit it, he was so tense!
Ella wasn't that happy to be pulled out of her dreams but seeing the grave face of her step father, she agreed to do all he wanted, cleaning, eating all her breakfast and dressing alone. When she finally saw her mother, she started crying. Her mother, her little mama that she loved more than all was all white, her hair was wet, glued to her face graceless. She encircled her mother's hot neck with her little hands and put moist kisses on her pink cheeks. Robert hadn't the heart to break this moment of tenderness between the two girls. Finally Ella, reluctantly, stepped back and let the man take her mum. He carried her to the garage where her big car was. He laid her on the back seats, she had previously woken up a bit which helped her to go through the house but as soon as her back reached the comfortable seat, she came back to her dreamless sleep.
The ride to the hospital went calmly, Robert sang a little with Ella to keep her mind busy but his heart wasn't in it. He parked on the ambulance bay, even though some people were telling him not to. He ran to the admit desk and asked for a gurney. Kerry, who was sitting there, working on the computer, told him: "What is it Robert? Your dog is ill? Too much of your food?" "You.. just shut up and move your buttocks here!" he just told her. He wasn't in the mood to argue with her as he just preferred focusing on Elizabeth for the moment than making her regret her bad comments at this particular moment. So he ran towards the car and showed her where Lizzie was.
Some others doctors came too, Robert was too ill himself to try to recognize them, he felt he was going to be sick, pretty sick. He heard noises, a lot of noises but couldn't tell what that was, he blinked but all what he could saw was dark. He tried very hard to focus and he finally arrived to see something, someone, it was Abby he vomited on her feet and then fell down on the concrete under the amused eyes of Ella who didn't really understand what was happening. Sure she was worrying for her mother but seeing Robert, her Wobert falling like that was very funny though.
As Robert woke up he could feel a bad headache. He looked around him; he was lying on a hospital bed, Lizzie in the one near him.. She was now awake and seemed a lot better. She reached out her hand toward him; he grabbed it and placed a soft kiss on it. As he did so Abby and Carter entered the room, they seemed amused to catch them like that. The nurse approach Robert, adjust his perfusion and let carter tell both them the diagnostics: Robert was more than surprised to learn that he had spent the last 2 hours unconscious, in fact he had a big concussion and needed to stay at hospital for the next few days. Elizabeth, on the other hand, had caught the flu since a few days and thanks to the ice skating, pneumonia. She needed to stay at the hospital for the next few days, too. With that, Abby and Carter left, letting the couple at their thoughts. "What will we do with Ella?" was Elizabeth's first question. "It's not fair to keep her with us here. Perhaps we'll do it at night, and the rest of the day we can let her go the daycare of with." at this moment he felt a sudden ache in his head. He saw snow everywhere but the next second he was feeling okay. Elizabeth looked at him very worried, she moved from her bed to his, laying next to him, her head on his shoulder. "We can let her with the baby sitter too." He continued, acting like nothing had happened. "It's just that I don't feel like letting my only child all the week to a stranger. Usually she's not that often with the sitter, I have two days off at least to take care of her. Being ill is hard enough but having to worry about Ella is more than I can handle right now." With that she started crying. Robert, encircling her with his hand, tried to comfort her but soon her cries made his headache get rapidly worse, he tried to ignore it but after a few minutes that was hurting so much that, abruptly, he asked her to shut up. Too shocked to respond at first, she did what he wanted, when she looked him in the eyes she did not see angry but just fear and pain. He was in pain because of all the noise she was making, and she saw it perfectively. She wrapped her arms around him and snuck onto bed, allowing him to come with her. She, lying on her back with his head on her shoulder, started to come back to the discussion, she lowered her voice until it was just a whisper and said: "How are you?" "Hurt." He responded in the same tone of voice. "You want me to call Carter?" "No, no, that's alright. I think I just need to rest, and to be hugged." He added with a shy smile. She took him in a big hug and let go just when he was sleeping.
She took advantages of his sleep to have a good look at him, he didn't seem to be in pain anymore but she called Carter and let him know what happened. Then she called her father in England, she was too hopeless, too worried and too afraid. He picked up at the first ring: "Hello?" "Hello dad, it's me, Elizabeth." "Oh, honey, how are you?" "Not that good Daddy. That's why I'm calling you." "What's happening?" He asked suddenly afraid that something was happening to his dear little girl. "I'm ill I had the flu and I caught pneumonia." "Oh my god, sweetie, you're in hospital?" "Yes, I am. I'll need you to watch Ella. I didn't mean to call you, but my boyfriend is." "You've got a boyfriend? You didn't tell me." He cut her. "Who is it? I know him?" "Hum, yes you know him. It's, hum, it's Robert Romano. » She finally said. "Robert Romano? That arrogant little bastard? No longer a surgeon. Tell me that you don't mean it, please." "It is Daddy. You know, he's not a bastard; he's very, hum, sweet in life in fact. I really love him so please don't ruin it, dad." "Do you mean I usually ruin your relationships?" He asked, visibly hurt. "No, I don't, that's sure. But I don't want you to use your animosity toward him to destroy ours. I love what we have and I hope it'll last." "If you're happy honey, I hope it'll last too. So you need me to come and watch my lovely grand daughter?" "Yes Daddy, she started coughing, but I'll understand if you can't come." "I'll come. I'll find someone to cover me. I'll arrive tomorrow. Now you should go back to sleep and take care of you." "Thank you very much Daddy, I don't know how to thank you." she said relieved. "You don't need to. So, see you tomorrow." "See you tomorrow too. I kiss you" "Kiss you too. Hum, Darling?" "Yes Dad?" "Why can't Robert watch Ella?" "He has a concussion, he need to rest too at hospital. He passed out, he was too stressed by my illness that he forgot to eat. She said with a warm smile." "Ok. Take care. Bye." "Bye."