They nodded, got up and followed Darryl back out to the main entrance.
"Thanks again." They said. He nodded and they left.
"Well done baby girl." Zoe said, as they got back into the car. "That's the hardest part over." Jody just nodded, in all honesty, she was feeling quite sick. Nick began to drive, he headed for the city centre with intentions to buy his girls some lunch. They were progressing down a quite street when Jody suddenly shouted,
"Stop! Stop the car!" At the top of her lungs. Nick fired on his breaks as fast as he could. As soon as they were stationary, Jody leapt out of the car and was violently sick at the side of the road.
"Jesus!" Zoe shouted, getting out of the car to hold her daughter's hair. Nick got out too, really worrying about Jody. She finished being sick, wiped her mouth and looked up at Zoe.
"Mum... I.. I don't feel well." She stammered and then, quite suddenly, slumped over in Zoe's arms.
"Crap! Nick! Three nines!" Zoe shouted as she gently lowered Jody to the ground. Nick phoned an ambulance whilst Zoe grabbed their medical kit from the car and began checking Jody's vitals. "Pulse is slow and thready! Her breathing is slowed! Nick where's that ambulance?" She shouted.
"It's coming. Zoe she's hot, really hot. Check her temperature." Zoe nodded and checked what the temperature actually was.
"Christ almighty! It's 102.1 nick!" His heart sank.
"Okay, they ambulance is coming, she said about a max of five minutes... That was about three minutes ago... They better hurry up, she's white as a sheet!" Nick said. They continued to treat her as best they could with what she had. About a minor later, they heard sirens. Both nick and Zoe looked up and were relieved to see Dixie and Jeff running towards them.
"Zoe! Nick!" Dixie exclaimed, shocked to see them. "What happened?"
"We don't know! She made us stop so she could throw up, then she said she didn't feel well and then she just passed out in my arms! Her temperature is 102.1, her pulse is slow and thready and her breathing is slow." Jeff and Dixie nodded. They hooked her up to a monitor, set up a litre of saline, put an oxygen mask on her face and placed her on a bed to go into the ambulance.
"Zoe, you go in the ambulance. If she wakes up, she'll need you. I'll take the car." Zoe nodded. She thought if she spoke then she wouldn't be able to keep it together any more and she'd end up in tears. Nick nodded back, got into the car and drove off whilst Zoe, Jeff and Dixie got into the ambulance with Jody and also drove off. They radioed through to the hospital to let them know what was going on and what their ETA was. About five minutes later, they pulled up outside the ED. Nick, Tess, Tom and Linda met them at the doors. Dixie spoke up as they wheeled Jody in, giving them all Jody's vitals.
"Okay, Jody Jordan, aged twelve. Sats 89%, pulse slowed, and temperature 102. She's had nausea, passed out at the side of the road. She's been given a litre of saline and oxygen throughout." She finished, the surrounding doctors and nurses nodded.
"Straight through to paed's resus please Dixie." Tom said. Dixie nodded and followed orders. At this point Zoe was in a terrible state and nick noticed it.
"Linda, take Zoe to the staff room and stay in there with her please." He said. Linda nodded but Zoe shook her head.
"No, I want to stay with Jodes!" She said. But nick put his foot down on the matter.
"No, staffroom, now. Thank you Linda." The nurse nodded, took hold of Zoe's arm and steered her through to the staff room. Once they got there, Zoe broke down on the couch.
"Hey, Zoe she's going to be fine! She's in the best possible place!"
"I know, but she shouldn't have gotten to the stage she's at! Nick and I should have seen that she wasn't well! She's going through a lot emotionally too!" Linda nodded and attempted to sooth Zoe by rubbing her hand in circles on her back.
"She's fine, it's not your fault she's sick and I'm sure it came on suddenly, the Lord knows you'd have picked up on it if it didn't." Zoe just nodded, she was beginning to feel ill with nerves and worry.
"I'll make you some coffee." Linda said, again, Zoe just nodded. Linda went to the small kitchen, made the drink and returned with two cups. Zoe took hers gratefully but, as she raised it to her lips, the smell hit her. Quickly, she placed the mug on the table and ran to the sink, just in time to throw up into it.
"Crap, Zoe! You're not sick too, are you?" Linda exclaimed. Zoe shook her head.
"No, it was just the smell of the coffee, I'm pregnant, remember?" She said.
"Right, yeah. Sorry. How about some tea instead?" Linda asked, trying to be helpful.
"Sure." Was all she got in reply.