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Two Weeks after the Fire Pit Opening

Alice waited extremely impatiently for the nurse to call her back to an exam room. She hated to still keep coming to the doctor even a year and a half after her surgery, but when she had a kidney transplant she was forced to do what the doctor's told her she had to do.

After she had found all of the differences in the picture trivia in five consecutive People magazines, the nurse finally called her back to an exam room. The nurse asked Alice a few routine questions before leaving the room. While Alice waited for the Dr. Gerandy, she changed into an exam gown. The doctor knocked on the door and the impatient young woman told him sharply to come in.

"Morning, Mary Alice. How have you been feeling lately?" The doctor asked in his gentle voice.

"I am stronger, faster, and more limber than before this happened to me." She answered quickly. "Does this mean I can go and not have to come back?"

"How are things going at the bar?" Dr. Gerandy asked ignoring her blatant attempt to leave and avoid having her blood drawn. He picked up a tray of sterile instruments and began prepping her arm for blood tests. "Are you getting enough rest?"

"The bar is great. I love it. Did you and your wife have a good time the other night?" She said smiling and looking at the ceiling. She was trying to avoid another one of his questions, shivering from the cold sanitizing wipe, and not look at the long needle he had in his hand.

"We did. That is a nice, little place you have for yourself." He said sticking the needle in her and beginning to fill the first of five vials. "But don't think I didn't notice you ignored my question. You need your rest and not to begin drinking the alcohol that you serve. You know as well as I do your grandfather's love of alcohol which means you can easily become addicted. Besides, it has only been eighteen months since your kidney transplant."

"I am resting or I will be more now that I have a weekend manager to help me out. Plus, I am not drinking. I have to be the only person that didn't drink on her 21st birthday eleven months ago. I drink pomegranate and orange juice along with lots of water and milk."

"That calms my worries some. Plus, if my memory is correct you were told you could have one small glass of champagne or wine on your birthday." He said with a teasing smile. "Now, who are you, the perfectionist, trusting with your bar?"

"Your future son-in-law, Ben Cheney," I said sheepishly. When he looked at me with the surprised expression I thought was coming, I quickly explained what Ben had told me. "He wants a job for the weekends to pay for the honeymoon. Then, he wants to make a down payment on a house."

"My wife and I were planning on buying them a house two blocks from ours." He said filling the second to last vial.

"I know, but I think he wants to show you and your wife that he can provide for Angela."

"I always liked that kid. He has always been so good to my step daughter, Angela." He said finishing drawing my blood for standard rejection and other screening tests I have to have at every doctor's visit.

"Well, when they talk about reception places, tell them they have the bar for free and half price drinks. All you will have to bring is the food, unless they want a dive food reception."

"Alice, you can't afford that. That is a lot of revenue you are throwing a way there. You are just starting out."

"Please, with all you and your family have done for me and mine for over the years. It is my wedding present to them. Plus, my mom said she would decorate the place for them. Angela is her assistant after all."

With a huge smile on his face, he said with a chuckle, "Alice, dear, that is very sweet of you. I might even allow you a SMALL glass or two of champagne at the reception."

Alice bit her lower lip as she gave him a small, demure smile. Glancing down to the floor she asked him the question that had been plaguing her mind, "Doc, will I ever be fully normal again? Normal meaning I won't have to take those pills everyday and watch you act like a vampire twice a year."

The doctor sat on his rolling stool and got very close to his patient. Holding her hands, sandwiched between his, he said, "Alice, I know this is hard for you. One day, you were a normal college senior taking a load and a half of classes and the next you was almost dead barely surviving on dialysis. Then, after a couple of months, you were rushed into emergency kidney transplant surgery. You didn't ask for this, nor do you deserve this."

"But I still have to deal with it." Alice interrupted quietly as she turned her head to hide the tears that were forming in her eyes. "After the transplant, I had to come see you every three days for two months. Then, a visit once a week for three months before it changed to twice a month for another three months. I have slowly worked my way until now when I only have to come once every six months."

He turned her face back to his. "Yes, you have worked hard to get here. You are a model patient, mostly. You just need to get more rest. Unfortunately, you will have to take those pills for the rest of your life. The good news is I only have to be a vampire three more times for another eighteen months and then, you only have to come visit me. Can you handle that?"

She nodded her head and wiped away a single tear off her cheek.

"Okay, I will see you next week at the bar. I want to check out this dive food for my step daughter's reception. Truth be told, her mother and I wanted dive food at our wedding, but my mother-in-law would not allow it."

Author's Note~

I am not a doctor or nurse or transplant patient. I am guessing at what happens after a transplant surgery.

I hope you are enjoying this story. It is snippets of the characters lives as they intersect and explain their pasts. I hope you will enjoy this story. Let me know what you think, like, love, or hate!

~KaliCali77