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Dear Stranger,
Well it turns out that no; I cannot request a new nurse just because of one really awkward conversation and a broken heart (not that I exactly admitted that last part...).
Besides, I figured I'd miss those gorgeous blue eyes too much.
I went into the MRI tube thingy mabob today for the first time because Doctor Dez wanted to see if the chemo was making a change to whatever's wrong with me. It was pretty cool at first, but the longer it went on, the more boring it got. Doctor Dez kept reminding me to stay still but I was having a hard time concentrating.
When Darien escorted me back to my room, I told him about the headaches and difficulty concentrating. He made a joke about me already having difficulty concentrating and I glared at him. He then said that its just side effects from the chemo. He started rambling off a whole bunch of side effects including the ones I was already dealing with: headaches, muscle aches, appetite loss (he laughed at that too—he's really gotten to know me pretty well hasn't he?), sexual and reproductive issues (I do admit I'm a little worried about that…I've always dreamed of being a mom), visual problems, walking problems…
There was a lot and with each one he listed the black hole grew in the pit of my stomach. Eventually he just handed me a couple pamphlets but I haven't even touched them.
After he disappeared to check on another patient, I decided that it was time to take a look at was left of my hair. I stood in front of the mirror and tugged at the knot until the bandana fell away from my head, and I carefully pulled out the hairband that constrained the remnants. The sight that was revealed to be caused my bottom lip to quiver and tears to pool in my eyes but I tried my best to hold them back.
Large bald spots dotted my scalp and the tufts that remained weren't as luxurious as they once were. It wasn't pretty…I wasn't pretty.
"You're still beautiful Serena."
Darien's image appeared in the mirror. I caught his eyes, filled with concern and sympathy.
"You think so?"
"Of course I do."
His and my mother's words keep echoing in my head but every time I walk past that stupid mirror, I can't hear them.
Sincerely,
The Ogre