Thanks for reading and I know that checking someone's medical records isn't allowed but I don't think that Sam would take action against Tom once she found out so...
3pm
"Zoe have you seen Sam?" Tom asked curiously. He had barely seen her all day and he hadn't seen her at all in the last few hours.
"No sorry." Zoe said as she rushed off to a meeting.
Tom looked everywhere around the ED. He finally found her in the oncall room fast asleep. She hadn't even taken the mere seconds to get under the duvet because she had been so tired. Tom snuck out and returned with a syringe in a kidney dish. He knew it was risky because she was a light sleeper but Sam hadn't had a blood test in months and he needed to know the extent of her condition.
Tom carefully slid the needle into Sam's arm and let the vial fill with blood. Surprisingly, she didn't wake, she must've been so tired that she was in a deeper sleep than usual.
Once he had done, Tom slipped out of the room and sent the bloods off to the labs. A while later, the results came back saying that Sam was severely anaemic. Tom began collaborating a plan for Sam's recovery.
5:10pm
It was the end of everyone's shift and the staff room was empty except for Tom and Sam.
"Listen, I'm going to go for a quick drink with Fletch before I come home tonight alright?" Tom lied. Sam forced a smile.
"Okay, see you later."
6:30pm
Tom returned to Sam's flat with his hands full of carrier bags. He walked through to the kitchen, dumped them on the counter and walked back out of the flat to get the rest of his things. After another two trips, Tom shut the door behind him and took his bag through to Sam's bedroom. He dumped it on the floor and accidentally woke Sam up who was sleeping on the bed.
"What's that?" Sam asked sleepily as she sat up and pointed to Tom's large holdall.
"Just some of my things. Come out here, I've got a surprise for you." Tom said as he nodded his head towards the kitchen. Tom hadn't packed the shopping away yet but he handed Sam an a4 gift box with a ribbon tied on it and a small card.
Sam opened the card first. It was a red me to you card with the words 'To the love of my life.' She opened it and read,
'Dear Sam,
I have to admit that I read your medical history and I know about your iron deficiency anaemia. I also know the problems you had with treatment which is why we have a four day weekend together. This gift is what you get for enrolling yourself in the 'Dr Kent's Iron Deficiency Anaemia Recovery Bootcamp' :) I want you to be happy and well so I have put together a plan which I promise will help you get better.
Tom x'
Sam shook her head and she opened the box. It was a black ring binder almost full to the brim. She opened the folder to reveal the front cover. It was a picture of Tom pointing at the camera with a fake moustache and the caption 'Your boyfriend needs you (to get better.)'
She smirked and turned the page to the contents. There was meal plans, exercise regimes, medication timetables and appointments (which were sessions with Tom where he could perform a blood test and check on her progress monthly.)
"In 6 months, you'll be better, as long as you work with me and trust me. What do you say?" Tom asked apprehensively.
"I say what's in the bag?" Sam asked as she pointed towards the pharmacy bag on the side in front of all of the carrier bags.
"Right well the cause of your condition is your heavy periods so, if we start you on birth control from tomorrow, that should make them a bit lighter. And there's also vitamin and mineral tablets which contain potassium which should also make them lighter. As well as iron tablets which I have strong pain killers for the abdominal pain and ginger capsules for when you feel nauseous... Is that a yes?" Tom asked as he smiled at Sam and fluttered his eyelids.
"Did you say we have a four day weekend?"
"Yep, I've booked Thursday and Friday off for both of us. I said to Zoe we're going on a holiday." Tom lied so that Sam wouldn't be embarrassed that Zoe knew.
"Well then it's a yes from me!" Sam said happily as she smiled at Tom. Tom hugged her tightly.
"Just out of curiosity, are you on your period now?"
"No." She stated.
"And there's no chance you could be pregnant no?"
"Tom you're always careful." She stated.
"I'm just checking so that you can take the supplements. I am your doctor so I must be thorough." He joked. "By the way, I've set your alarm for 7am every morning so you always take all of your pills at the same time. And we're going to have breakfast at 8am everyday from now on. And there's a lot more you need to know about Dr Kent's boot camp but it's all in the file." Tom smiled as he nodded towards the folder.
"Great. What's for dinner? I'm starving."
"Chicken soup with breadsticks. Followed by an orange and mango smoothie."
"I thought I was meant to be having iron rich foods?"
"Well there's quite a bit in the chicken soup and the breadsticks. And the orange contains vitamin c which helps in the absorption of iron. I know what I'm doing."
"Yeah, just you wait. Once I've started taking the iron tablets you'll wish you've never been born."
"And whys that?"
"Constant nausea, vomiting and abdominal pain does not put anyone in a good mood Tom." Sam stated.
"Yes well, I've got a plan to relieve you of those symptoms and it's going to be a bit of trial and error for the first few days which is why I've booked us the long weekend. Just trust me, it'll work." Tom winked at Sam. "And besides, you're barely ever in a good mood, I'm used to it." Tom joked. He quickly jumped out of the way of Sam's fist which was directed for his chest.
"See what I mean?" Tom protested. Sam rolled her eyes and took the folder with her. She sat on the sofa and began reading it. Tom smirked at her stubbornness but he began making dinner and left her too it.
"No coffee or tea!?"
"Nope. They both have chemicals in them which stop iron from getting into your blood stream and you have milk with both of them and your not having any dairy products until I say so." Tom exclaimed as he placed the breadsticks in a glass on the table in front of Sam who was just in front of the TV.
"What?"
"Sam. Please just trust me, it'll work. I promise."
"Fine." Sam flicked through the folder until she reached the exercise section. And read the top line.
'Personal Trainer : Dr Tom Kent.'
"You're my personal trainer? I thought personal trainers were supposed to be fitter than their trainee!" She joked. "And what makes you think that I need a personal trainer?"
"You obviously haven't read the whole thing then because you'd know that I'm also your personal dietician, haematologist and gynaecologist." He joked.
"Tom you're not even trained in those areas."
"No but I've done a hell of a lot of research today about anaemia and about eating habits for your condition. I haven't researched anything gynaecology but I think I've learnt a lot about it from you." He said seductivley.
"Why are you my 'gynaecologist' anyway?"
"Because I'm sorting out your heavy periods." Tom said sarcastically as he pulled a disgusted face.
"Your putting me on the pill Tom, a 16 year old could do that." Tom laughed at her and poured the soup into two bowls.
8:30pm
Tom and Sam were sat next to each other in their pyjamas on the sofa under a blanket with the TV on in front of them. Sam had her head against his chest; she wasn't even paying attention to what the TV said.
"So what's the plan for tomorrow? I mean, what's planned on day 1 of dr Kent's boot camp?" Sam asked sleepily.
"Get up at 7, have your tablets with a protein shake and we'll go for a run for twenty minutes. Come back, have a shower and we'll have orange juice and brown toast for breakfast. Then we'll see how the tablets are affecting you. I was thinking we could maybe relax and watch a movie if you're tired. I've got popcorn which is high in iron and if your feeling up to it, we could maybe book a holiday..." Tom said suggestively.
"What kind of holiday?" Sam murmured as her eyelids began to droop.
"It's up to you. We could go abroad and rent our own villa with a pool, go cruising, hiking, camping... I don't mind. What would you like?" Tom asked as he squeezed Sam's arms. She didn't reply.
"Sam?" Tom looked down and saw that her eyes were closed.
He turned the TV off and gently picked her up in his arms. He placed her gently into bed and tucked her under the duvet. Tom turned off all of the lights, made sure the front door was locked and slipped into bed next to Sam where he fell asleep watching Sam's chest slowly rise and fall.
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