A/N: Thank you to all the lovely reviewers, you give me fuel to continue on.
WalkingIvy - Sage is one of my favorites... we'll see. hehe. I snorted when I giggled. (
Hellfire - Sage does have a brain tumor. A nasty one, but they could only remove half of it, since it's so dangerous to mess with the brain. You find out what happens to Rowen in this chapter. I'm 21 1/2 weeks so the kicking isn't as painful as it could be. They think it's a girl, but I find out for sure this Friday. No names yet, I'm torn between so many.
Zorra - I was hoping people would get the impression it was one-shot and then I left that huge cliff hanger. Teehee. I'm impressed that you were almost to tears, that means my writing is semi-decent! Yay! Feel free to proofread.. I will go back and edit that chapter. I think the other mistake was "Yhey." Instead of they. Among others.
Now on with the chapter before the personals are longer that the chapter. Oh, keep in mind that we have newer medicines for tumors a lot of the treatments and stuff are older to keep with the original date of RW.
There are many forms of tumors... many shapes and sizes. I've studied them before, quite impressed with how various they could be. One man could have a small tumor perfect and hard, "encapsulated," it could be removed as simple as reaching in and taking it, no damage. Then someone else could have a tumor that was soft and ran down through their brain in spindly trials, to remove it would damage the brain. It just kept growing out in trails until the patient died. Some were soft, like the one Sage had, soft and large, and had to be removed carefully and sometimes you couldn't get it all out at once, or the trails it left behind.
There were many types of tumors as well. Benign. Malignant. Sage's tumor was classified as a "astroblastoma," which isn't what sent the numbness down my spine. It was what the tumor was doing. It was undergoing a "glioblastomatous transformation." The prefix "glio" was never good. No one ever recovered from them. Sage was going to die, soon. He would slowly forget to function as the tumor ate his brain. He would become blind, paralyzed, and finally die, painfully. They said he didn't have more than a month of normal function, tops. After the blindness it would move very fast. Then he would be gone forever.
That's what the doctor told us, what made my blood run cold. I ran. I wanted out of that room, away from the doctor, the feelings, that thing that was destroying the most important person to me. I ran down the hallway, flying by nurses and patients, seeing mouths moving, but hearing no sound, like a vacuum. Then, suddenly, there was a weird sound, it took a moment before I realized it was me, wheezing and sobbing uncontrollably, still running down that hall, trying to distance myself from all the bad. I burst through the main doors and out to the grass before I collapsed to my knees and blackness claimed me.
Sorry it's so short, I really wanted to get that much out before bedtime. I'm about to crash... I have strep. :( You eat less when you sleep more. I seem to eat all the time now. lol.