"Hey…" he almost whispered as he walked over to her bed, "How are you feeling?"
She frowned, "My shoulder hurt…"
He nodded a little and pulled a chair over next to her bed, "Air-pains… Those suck."
"You know about them?"
"Was stabbed once." He shrugged, "They inflate you the same way. You can get the same air-pains. Not fun…"
She nodded a little.
"How are you feeling, sans the shoulder pain?"
"Okay…" she yawned, "A little tired and drugged up, I think…"
He nodded and leaned on the railing of her bed, his right hand draped over it and holding hers.
She smiled a little as she noticed it, "Do you know if they found something?"
"I don't know." He shook his head, "I don't think the surgeon's been by yet."
"I hope they found something."
Metal felt himself nodding along, "If you hope so, I hope so too…"
There was a knock at the door to the hospital room, and a man in a white coat walked in.
"Hello, I'm doctor Alexander Kolev. I'm the surgeon who performed the surgery on you, I don't know if you recognize me from before the surgery?"
Emily nodded a little, "Yeah, I remember. -I think."
Alexander nodded and looked towards Metal, with a slightly questioning look.
Emily recognized it even though she still was a little groggy from the anesthesia, Metal looked and was a bit older than her, and one of the most embarrassing things she knew of was to just assume who someone was to the patient and be entirely wrong. The classic 'Oh, you're here with your mother, that's kind of you' and the patient looking disgruntled and revealing that it's the wife, not mother. -or some other combination of that. "Oh, this is my boyfriend, I want him here. Not trusting my own brain yet."
"Oh, okay." The doctor nodded.
"Hey, I'm… Scott." Full Metal stood up and gave a quick wave of his hand.
"Hello." Alexander nodded in return, "Let's get straight to it. Alright?"
Both Emily and Metal nodded.
"The surgery went very well. We saw exactly what the ultrasound Dr. Andrews took suggested, and were able to untwist the ovary, and restore blood flow to it. It was still viable, so you still have both your ovaries."
"That's good." Emily smiled.
The doctor nodded, "Now, onto the concern you mentioned in the ER…"
Metal felt Emily squeeze his hand, he squeezed back reassuringly.
"We still have to wait for the biopsy result to confirm it a hundred percent, but we found what looks like two medium sized endometriomas, and a lot of spots which looked like DIE, deep infiltrating endometriosis. Best way I can think to describe it is all over. No wonder if you've been in pain."
Metal gave her hand another little squeeze before he cleared his voice and looked towards the doctor. "Actually, isn't it like… The stage and the symptoms doesn't always line up. A person with stage one could be in massive amounts of pain, while there are stage four sufferers who have basically no pain? Just wanna make sure you don't go dismissing someone's pain if they end up having minimal endometriosis later."
"Aw, Metal…" Emily smiled at him, and brushed her thumb over the back of his hand, "You read up on it?"
Metal gave a quick nod, "That's one of the most insufferable waiting rooms I've been in, so yeah. Had to occupy myself."
The doctor nodded hesitantly, "I might have read something like that, long ago. I'll make sure to double check it."
Metal nodded a little before he focused back on Emily.
The doctor cleared his voice a little, as if to wash away the previous half-minute of the conversation, "My team did as you requested. We saw the endometriosis, took a couple of biopsies of the different presentations, and left it."
Emily nodded, "Good."
"Would you like us to contact a specialist, or do you want to go through your GP?"
"I think it would go faster if you handled it. My GP isn't… Knows next to nothing about female reproductive diseases."
The doctor nodded.
"Do you know anything about if I'm fertile or not?" Emily shot in, after a few seconds of silence.
"Since we only did biopsies of the tissue, we didn't take a closer look to check for blockages of your tubes or anything, I can't confirm or deny anything. But there's not any eye-catching obvious reasons you wouldn't be able to get pregnant. The endometriosis in itself might make it difficult, but I wouldn't rule out the chance based on what I saw and the bloodwork you had done earlier. I can't promise anything though."
Emily nodded, "Well, there might be a chance at least."
Metal let his free hand brush over her head, he was almost certain his heart was about to liquify even though he knew the doctor's words were almost just guesswork with a lot of uncertainty around whether they would be able to have kids or not.
"You were right…" Metal offered up a sideways smirk after the doctor had left them once again, "How does it feel?"
She shrugged a little, "Feels weird. I'm kinda happy, but I know I shouldn't be."
"Relieved?"
"Yeah." She nodded, "I shouldn't be, right?"
Metal shrugged a little, "You've been in pain since you basically was a kid. Finally knowing there's a reason for it, to be able to point to a diagnosis, I would think that's a normal reaction."
"Yeah?"
Metal nodded, "Plus, I might've spent way too much time on this forum page or whatever… Lots of those who were recently diagnosed felt something like that."
"Yeah? There's forum pages for it? Isn't that some early 2000's thing."
"My internet lingo hasn't really been updated since that time." Metal chuckled, "Think it was called Reddit or something like that."
Emily grinned as well, "Maybe I should search Reddit for that as well…"
Metal shrugged a little, "You would definitely be able to 'talk' with others going through the same thing."
She shrugged a little, "True."
He brought her hand up and placed a kiss on the back of it.
"Want to know what I was most scared of?" Emily asked after almost a minute of silence.
He nodded a little.
"I was scared he wouldn't find anything other than that twisted ovary." She didn't meet his eyes.
"Well, he definitely found something." Metal shrugged.
"They did…" She nodded and yawned, "I can't wait to go home."
He chuckled, "Well, I think they might want to keep you here for a little while. But I can't wait to have you home either."
She smiled a little, and yawned once more.
"I think you might need a nap." He winked, "Want me to come back later?"
She shrugged a little, "Not today… I think I'll just sleep a lot. And I've got something to read on my phone if I'm bored."
"Tomorrow then?"
"Please." She nodded."
He nodded as well, "Be kind to the nurses, alright? They're probably not as great as you are."
She chuckled a bit, "Ow… Laughing is still off limits."
"Sorry." He frowned, "Hope you feel better soon."
"I will." She nodded, "Go home, get some sleep. You need it as well."
He nodded a little, "You know, I'm a SEAL, I can sleep anywhere. Could sleep in this chair if I needed to."
"Yeah, but I'd rather know that you're sleeping in a comfortable bed than having you here in a chair, especially when I know I'm fine."
He nodded a little and got up and placed a kiss on her forehead, "Love you."
"Love you back."