Chapter 10: The Hospital Scene

As they brought Rick into the ER, Evy was full of tears as was Jenny. They couldn't believe what was happening because Rick was in such good heath and was still a little young to have to many problems. The doctor entered the room and was immediately flooded by questions about Rick's condition.

"I haven't had the time to check on what his condition is. I have to get the time to check on him. I think it would be better if you would wait outside. Nurse will you show these two lovely ladies out to the waiting room?" The doctor pointed them out the door and ran to Rick's side. "I will notify you when I find out what is wrong."

When the doctor came out, Evy had torn through seven boxes of tissues and was on her eighth when she looked up.

"You husband is suffering from a infection in the lower part of his lung. He has lost allot of blood do to the infection and we won't be able to save his lung unless we find a compatible piece that will match blood type and size." The doctor had a sudden grim look on his face as he saw Evy start to tear up again.

"Well as far as we know I have the same blood type but I don't know if my lung is big enough." Jenny held Evy as she cried.

"I have the same blood to. I, like Jenny, don't know about the size."

"There are some disadvantages to this surgical process. If we find out that one of you is totally compatible with him there is a chance that the process will kill one of you. If we cut to deep into the lung it could allow blood into the lung and we won't be able to stop it without risking further damage to it. The same situation excises for Rick as well, and we could also miss all of the infection and leave a little on the lung which could spread. I am leaving it up to you two to decide but before you can do that we must take pictures of your lungs to compare size to Ricks."

The doctor led Evy and Jenny to have a MRI done to compare the size of their lungs.

"Well, it looks like you have the right size so I am leaving this procedure to you."

Evy looked at Jenny and then looked back at the doctor, "What percentage is there that Rick and I won't make it?"

"It's about a 40 percent chance that he won't make it and a 40 percent that you won't make it. It's a little high but with the technology that we have we might be able to lower it to about a 25 or 30 percent."

Evy sat down going over the numbers in her head and came to her conclusion, "I'll do it. As long as you make sure that you get every inch of that infection. Another thing I have to know is how much you are taking off my lung because it seems a little odd that I would survive with out a chunk of my lung."

"It's not that big just about 5 inches long and 2 inches thick but when I told you that we could cut to deep what could happen is if the surgeon goes more than 4 inches in he could cut a hole in your lung."

As the doctors prepped for surgery Evy lay on the gurney, waiting to be put under. Rick lay next to her, limp as a boned fish. She reached over an held his hand as the nurse put medicine in her drip. The next thing that Evy can remember is waking up in a white room and pain in her chest. As she began to wake up the doctor walked in and helped her straighten up.

"Be careful now, you do have stitches in you. We don't want to tear them out do we? By the way, the surgery was a success and Rick should be up and walking again in 3 days."

Evy was up after a few hours of laying in bed. She walked to Rick's room trying to be very careful with her stitches. When she got to the room she saw Rick and he couldn't have looked worse. His hair was out of place and he was very pail, but Evy didn't dwell on it and just remembered that she would be reunited with him in just three days unless, she hated to think about it, something went wrong and Rick didn't get better. On the next day, when Evy went to see Rick, he was fully awake and watching TV.

"Well I can see that the surgery didn't change anything about you except the fact that you have some of me in you." She looked at his eyes and smiled.

"Well you weren't her to give me some company and Jenny just left a few minutes ago to check on Jonathan." Rick smiled back and sat up as much as his lung and stitches would allow.

"They said you can go home in three days and they told me that yesterday so you should be able to go home in two more days. How are you feeling right now?"

"I feel pretty good. My chest hurts a little bit but that is obviously something I will feel for a while." He grabbed her hand and pulled her on the bed. It was crowed but they both lay on the bed. Evy put her head on Rick's shoulder and her arm around him. "Where would I be if I didn't have a beautiful, sweet girl like you?" Rick bent his head down and kissed the top of her head.

"You would be dead. Not to seem grim or anything but you would be. They said that the infection would kill you if they didn't find a compatible lung. Now that you have asked me, where would I be if you hadn't made it through all this."

"You would probably break down and start crying uncontrollably, then Jenny and Jonathan would have to stop you from killing yourself after you say for the millionth time that you have nothing to live for because the most handsome man you knew and loved so much is dead." He looked down and smiled again but the reaction that Evy gave him was not the one he hoped for. She was crying and trying to catch her breath as she thought of what Rick said and would have been most likely true. "Hey don't cry. I'm still here, I haven't left you. I won't ever leave you." Again he got a reaction that he wasn't hoping for. She started to cry hard as she thought about the wedding that she couldn't wait for. She wanted to have her wedding before anything else could happen to Rick that might take him away from her.

The second day at the hospital was about the same only Rick didn't make Evy cry. He was actually able to make her laugh quiet a few times causing some discomfort in her lung and chest. Another conversation popped up, however, their wedding.

"Rick, where do you want to get married? A church? A garden? Inside or Outside?" Evy was again laying with him on the bed and had her head on his chest.

"I wouldn't mind getting married outside in the garden out back, but you probably don't want to do that." Rick was thinking of the garden that Evy had planted before they met. It had many different colors of roses and lilies. It had hanging plants such as ferns and small plants that weren't ready to be planted in the ground.

"You mean the garden that I planted. I don't think that's a proper place to get married, in the backyard, but I would be ok with it. If you want to get married there, that's fine with me."

"What do you mean, not a proper place to get married? You did good on that garden and our friends and family should be able to see it. It's a beautiful garden, Evy, and we should get married there."

"Ok. We'll get married in my garden. Do you really think that I did a good job on it?" Evy kind of blushed at the comment of her job with plants that started out as tiny ugly plants.

"Yes. As a boyfriend and soon to be husband, I am not allowed to lie and as a boyfriend and soon to be husband, I am not allowed to tell you that you are fat, or anything you do is horrible. By the way, this is not a lie, you're not fat at all. For me, you are just right." Evy pulled his face to hers and kissed him.

"I love those rules and I love you. We'll get married in the garden and have the reception at the house in the dinning room."

Author's Note: I don't want any one getting on to me about the medical part of this chapter. As I and a friend have found out and told each other, "It's a story, go with it."