Chapter 11
It's the day I go see the neurologist and Sebastian is by my side. He said he wanted to be there. They did another CT scan of my head and took more blood. And I can't help to be nervous. It's been a month since they found it.
Sebastian was disgusted that Claude only got six months in prison for raping me and I told him we have bigger problems. He just growled and ranted about how unjust it was and he should be in prison a lot longer. But than again Claude is rich and powerful. I just sat there and let him rant it out.
Now we sit in the doctor's office holding hands. Soon the doctor walks in and has a sad look in his eye. "Well it does seem to be cancerous and will need to start you on chemotherapy soon. We will go ahead with the surgery to remove the tumor and hopefully the chemo will kill the rest of the cancerous tumors." He says as he sits down.
"Wait, other tumors?" Sebastian asks in horror.
"Three to be exact. But they are small and can be dissolved with chemo and radiation therapy. It's in it's second stage of cancer so we caught it pretty early on. I say you have a pretty good chance on fighting this and going into remission. I'm pretty optimistic about it." He answers. Sebastian grips my hand tighter.
"Have you had any seizures with these migraines?" he asks.
"I don't know. I get black outs a lot with them and severe pain. I get really sick too." I answer.
"Actually he has. He zones out at times and his hand will twitch same as his mouth. But not full on body tremors he hasn't." Sebastian says and I look at him. I didn't know that?
"Yeah with these tumors he has, they will cause small seizures and severe migraines. Hopefully he won't have bad seizures." The doctor says.
"How do you know if I have one?" I ask Sebastian.
"Ciel I am studying to be a doctor and I know what they are and what to look for. Why do you think I wanted you to see a doctor so badly?" He says.
"Oh. Well I didn't know I was having them." I admit.
"A lot of seizures can occur while in your sleep. Have you observed any at night while he sleeps?" The doctor asks.
"One time he did and I thought it was just a bad dream. He was shaking and talking a bit but not really making since with his speech. Could that be a seizure?" Sebastian answers.
"Yes, it sounds like it. You should watch him and record in a notebook when he has one so I can see how often they occur and we can prescribe medicine to prevent the seizures. I'm also prescribing medication for the migraines as well. We will do the surgery after the first round of chemotherapy. Which will most likely start soon. Your levels are pretty high and need to be lowered. Also I worry about your asthma as well. We will keep an eye on your lungs as well." He says.
"Okay." Sebastian says and looks at me. I really didn't think I was this sick.
"I think we can get you into the hospital this week to start on the chemo and then we will wait a few days to see how your body handles the chemo before doing the surgery. I don't want to overdo it. Especially since you will be intubated during surgery and you have weak lungs." He says. I nod a bit.
He apologizes to us for the diagnoses and leaves the room. We leave too and go to the front desk. The receptionist tells us she will make an appointment to go to the hospital and she'll call me.
We go home and Sebastian is all quiet. We go up to our apartment and he pulls me to his lap and holds me against him. I wrap my arms around his neck and bury my face in the crook of his neck. "It'll be okay. I'll be fine." I say against his neck. He nods and runs his nose lightly up and down my throat as he holds me. He breathes in my scent and kisses lightly against my neck and throat.
"It's not going to be easy and I've seen what cancer does to patients. It's a hard process. Ciel you have brain cancer. This could end you and take you from me." He says as he looks me in the eyes.
"Yeah I know. So what will happen to me when I start chemo?" I ask trying to sound like I can handle it.
"You will get very sick to your stomach and weak. You will lose your beautiful hair. You will lose more weight and become very sickly. You will have a port put in to give you the chemo treatment and other medications that are through I.V. I promise I will be there every step of the way as long as it takes for you to fight this." He answers and assures me.
"I know you will be." I say and kiss him on the lips. "I will be okay." I assure him. He nods and sighs when my stomach growls. I haven't eaten today and I know he hasn't either. He stands me up off his lap reluctantly and we go into the kitchen. I sit at the table and watch him make us food.
"You need to tell your family." He says as we sit and eat. I look at him shocked he said that.
"Why?" I say when I regain my composure.
"They are your family and they might be supportive. You haven't spoken to them in years. I'm sure they wonder what happened to you and how you are doing." He answers.
"They probably don't notice I'm gone." I say under my breath.
"What about your aunt and uncle and cousins?" he says. I sigh and he is right. I should talk to them.
"Fine I'll call my aunt tomorrow and talk to her." I give in like always. He smiles triumphantly.