Author's Note:
I know this chappy is short people but you know I thought best to update then not update at all, lol:D! So I hope you like it and here it is.
Maggie sat in the living room of the Curtis' trying hard not to listen to the conversation between the 4 older boys of the Curtis gang (Steve, Darry, Dally, and Soda). Steve had just gotten back from taking Maggie to her tests. It had token about 4 hours all together so by the time they got back Darry and Soda were already home from work.
Finally Maggie broke and started listening to their conversation. And surprise surprise they were talking about the tests.
"I'm not going to take her next year." she could hear Steve tell them. "I could here her screaming out in the hall way." Maggie thought about it. She had screamed from the pain but she didn't think she was that loud. But she had had a right too. It hurt so much it was kind of hard not to. The doctor's had only informed Steve he wasn't aloud to go in until Maggie had already started to enter the room. Steve protested for only a few minutes before finally letting her go in alone.
"Was it really that bad?" Darry asked, he some how wanted to believe that it really wasn't that bad.
"Yes." Steve answered. Maggie stood up slowly, still feeling the pain from the tests. She walked into the kitchen slowly where the 4 guys stood. She looked at each of them expecting them to say something. Just as Darry had opened his mouth the phone rang. He grumbled a few curses and walked over and picked up the phone.
"Hello." he said. He was silent for a while and then said a short ok and ok and another ok and then hung up.
"That was the doctor. He said he's got all the test results back so he wants us to come to his office tomorrow afternoon so he can explain some things." Darry told Maggie as he turned around and started rummaging around for things to fix dinner with. Maggie nodded to herself, trying to figure out what the damn doctor could possibly tell her now.
The Next Day (at the doctor's office)
Maggie sat in a wooden chair next to Darry in front of a desk, on the other side sat the doctor with a bunch of papers scattered in front of him. He cleared his throat as he began to speak.
"We got all the results back yesterday, which is why your here." he turned more towards Maggie this time as he spoke. "The tests showed that there's a significant amount of damage to your kidney's already. There straining to work as it is. We're going to have to watch you. Chances are that your kidney's won't be able to handle another kidney infection. You'll have to take some medicine every night before you go to bed and drink lots of fluid to keep yourself hydrated. Your going to have to keep yourself clean and well feed. Your body will need a lot of energy. This medicine that you'll be taking will hopefully prevent you from any more kidney infections. That will, hopefully, allow your body to grow out of this disease." he finished finally and shifted his gaze from Maggie to Darry and then back again.
"So what happens if she does get another kidney infection?" Darry asked, asking the question that was on both of their minds. The doctor frowned a little.
"She'll most likely have kidney falier in one or both of her kidney's. The kidney failure alone is enough to damage her kidney's enough so that she'll have to get a new kidney. Getting a new kidney can take a while if you don't have a matching kidney, which means she'd be cut off from a lot of things for a long time until she got her kidney. Even then there's a chance her body might reject the kidney. If her body didn't reject the kidney, however, she would have to take medicine her whole life and she wouldn't be able to do anything that normal kids her age would do." Darry nodded and looked down at his feet. What had he gotten himself into?