Unfortunately for me, this was not what the doctor was going to allow me to do.
"Good Morning Lillian," A doctor sat me up on the bed, and received a death glare from me.
I continued to stay silent until he was sitting down in a chair next to my mom, "You can call me Lily," I said randomly, remembering how every nurse I met this morning called me Lillian.
"Alright Lily," the doctor wrote something on his clipboard, "I just need to ask you some questions and then I'll get a nurse in here and we'll take some blood, how does that sound to you?"
"Peachy," I replied sarcastically.
And although my doctor didn't respond to my sarcasm, my mom sure did. "Okay," the doctor said before mom could get any word in. "How have you been feeling for the past few days Lily?"
"Like I've been floating on a cloud," I gave him a fake smile, and mumbled to myself, why else would I be here?
"Alright," the doctor caught on this time and turned to my mom for the answers.
"Lily's been drowsy, nauseous, and sometimes she'll get these pounding headaches that won't go away," my mom started, and I knew she wasn't going to stop now. "I thought it was these cuts she got from skateboarding. I've told Lily again and again to wear knee pads, but she never listens. Show him the cuts Lily."
I moaned, but ended up lifting up the leg of my jeans to show him my left knee, and the sleeve of my shirt to show him my elbow. "It's really not as bad as it looks," I told the doctor, and all he did was nod and check the cuts out.
Then he went back to the counter and wrote something on another slip of paper, "I'll get some antibiotics for those Lily," he said to me, and handed the slip to my mom. "And they should heal in no time."
"Great," I said, and rolled down the sleeve of my shirt.
We were all silent for a while, waiting for the doctor to make the next move, "So Lily," he smiled at me and put a stool in front of the table I was sitting on for him to sit on. "We'll look for the flu, because that's most likely what it is," I nodded. "But on the slight chance that it isn't, then I'll have to run more tests on you tomorrow." I nodded again, and watched the doctor call a nurse in from the hallway.
The doctor then proceeded to take a needle out of the drawer and prepare it for me. I closed my eyes shut – not wanted to see the needle that was going to be stuck into me. Before I knew it, I was told to lie down and a sharp pain caused me to yell out. "Ouch," I cried towards my mom, "that hurts."
"Don't worry Lily," my mom soothed me, holding my hand and taking hair away from my forehead. "The doctors done now, you did really well."
"As long as I don't have to do it again," I screamed, and rolled over to my side so that I was no longer facing the doctor or my mom.
The doctor laughed, and I could hear him opening the door as my mom sat down again on her chair in the corner, "you're free to go now." He said to my mom. "I've just got to get this to the lab; we'll call you when we get the results." Then I heard the doctor shut the door and my mom took a few seconds before she got up and attempted to carry me to the car in the parking lot.
"Feeling any better?" My mom asked as she tucked me into my seatbelt. I had already started to fall asleep again, as another dizzy spell hit me. I shook my head with all the energy I had. "I promise, you'll get better soon." I rolled my eyes and feel completely asleep, waking up later in my own bed. My mom sitting right next to me in a chair.