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Nurse Me!

Chapter 6

"Hey, I got the new issue of the Penthouse magazine," Brittany said, shuffling into Diesel's room, holding a big brown envelope, "It's the special issue, Spread and Ready, I thought we could look at it together and masturbate to it."

"They still make Penthouse magazine?" Diesel asked, as Brittany closed the door to his room and made her way to his bed, "Shit, let me see that, and you know that I can't get it up, no matter how hard I try, though, you can try…."

Brittany pushed Diesel's leering face out her face and curled up beside the boy on his bed, "Please, man, broken junk or not, it's the wrong junk. So, heard that your radiation treatment got you sick as a fucking dog."

"It sure did," Diesel said, as Brittany pulled the magazine out the envelope, "Testicular cancer has a cure rate of 95 percent, why, in the hell did I manage to catch the testicular cancer that's in the 5 percent bracket."

"Shut the fuck up," Brittany said, opening the magazine, "Oh boo hoo, my balls have cancer, now I may have to lose my balls or something else…can we stop talking about our aliments and look at this magazine together?!"

Diesel went silent after that. He let his eyes roam through the magazine, a smile on his face as Brittany made lewd comments about the women in the magazine. Diesel had to admit, Brittany made his stay a much better experience. He came to the Ward a year and a half ago, with the cancer that rarely affected children his age. A biopsy had been done and it had been confirmed that he had the aggressive rare testicular cancer that was resistant to most treatment and was now trying to make its way through his body. Diesel wouldbe the first to admit that he had a crush on Brittany, but the girl was 100 percent gay and only had eyes for their doctor.

"I'm going to marry her one day," Brittany said, suddenly, putting the magazine down and turning to Diesel, "Jeanne, I'm going to marry her, and when my snooty family dies, we're going to move into that huge conservative house, paint it rainbow and fuck on every vertical surface."

Diesel chuckled, looking over at Brittany, who smiled and pulled the magazine back up, "I'm pissed off at you, you know…."

"Oh, why?" Brittany asked, turning and looking at Diesel, who shrugged his shoulders and grabbed her hand.

"Cause," Diesel said, looking down at their conjoined hands, "You're a lesbian, and I like you a lot."

"Oh hell," Brittany said, rolling her eyes and pulling her hand from Diesel's grip, "Don't make this awkward, who will I go to now with new titty magazines?!"

"You can still come to me, but I have a crush on you, you untouchable," Diesel said, earning a groan, "I know, you don't handle heterosexual confessions like normal people."

"You're damn right I don't!" Brittany said, sitting up, "Let's forget about this…confession, okay? We'll go back to being close friends and you can secretly lust for this womanly body in your mind."

"Womanly…" Diesel said, looking over Brittany, "You have no tits, and you're a fucking stick figure, you look like a 9 year old!"

"It's the leukemia's fault," Brittany said, climbing off Diesel's bed, and giving him a glare, " My body would look much better if I wasn't so fucking ill."

Diesel frowned and said, "Okay, well come on back and let's finishing objectifying women!"

"I like that idea!" Brittany said, climbing back in the bed with Diesel, "Oh, even if I wasn't gay, I still wouldn't date you."

"Why not?!" Diesel asked, looking over to Brittany, his eyes wide with disbelief.

"You're 16, I'm 19, I only go after older lovers," Brittany said with a giggle, earning a groan and laying back in the bed.

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"So, you're a military man…." Lula said, leaning against the counter by the nursing station and sipping from a bottle of water, "You look like an army man…"

"I'm not a military man now, I was, but not now," Tank said, with a chuckle, crossing his arms and looking over to the nurse, "I'm a business man now, I'm co-owner of a security firm called Rangeman."

"Oh, how 's business?" Lula asked, placing her bottle down on the counter, "Not that I'm snooping or any of that shit…."

Tank laughed out loud and shook his head, he really liked this nurse, "Business is good, Miss Nurse, I can't complain."

"Miss. Nurse, my name is Lula, you can use it, whenever you want, sweet thing…." Lula said with a wink, earning a chuckle from the man.

"Lula, that's a cute name," Tank said, earning a small smile from the nurse, "How did you get into the nursing business?"

"Well, I was an ex-ho, but I wanted to better myself, I was gonna be a social worker, but at the community college, the program was full, but the nursing program wasn't, so I joined that, and found out that I loved it. I somehow managed to get into Princeton's nursing program and I'll be graduating in two months, and will be a full time nurse here," Lula said, earning an impressed whistle from Tank, "It's not that big of a deal."

"Is too, you're an Ivy League student, Lula," Tank said, looking amazed, "And you transferred into Princeton, which is like an impossible achievement, what did you do?"

"I might have batted my puppy dog eyes and managed a lisp or two," Lula said, earning another round of laughter from Tank, "And it turns out, that the head of admissions lived in Trenton and used to be my regular, he loved him some chocolate, and so he got me in, no problem."

"Lula, if you're done flirting with men," Jeanne said, walking over to the nurses' Station, slipping on her doctor's jacket, "Can you go check on the children in the Kindergarten Room, it seems there's an illness going on over there, and if so, we'll start quarantining the ill ones."

"Yes ma'am," Lula said, before she gave Tank a wink and said, "Good bye, sweet cheeks," before walking over to the brightly colored hallway.

"Can you please go see your visitor," Jeanne said, turning to Tank and crossing her arms, giving the man a glare, "I can't have you seducing my nurses, I had to shoo away your other buddy because he was giving my poor charge hot flashes!"

Tank held his hands up saying, "I can't help it, Lula is something else…."

"Is she? Well, you can ogle her from afar, when she's not at work," Jeanne said, writing something down on a chart, "And I happen to know, she gets off at 7 tonight, and eats her dinner in the cafeteria, take her out and get her a real meal, she likes Italian."

Jeanne gave Tank a sly smile and then walked past the stunned man and made her way to the Blue Room. Tank smiled and said, with a breathless chuckle, "Ma'am, yes ma'am!"

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"You look dead on your feet," Stephanie said to Carlos, once she closed the door to Heidi's room, "Come on, let's go down to the little café and get you some coffee, my treat."

Carlos looked at the closed door saying, "I really don't want to leave her here alone…."

"She's fine, I gave her something for the pain, and she's fast asleep now, besides, I saw two of your friends here, if she should wake up, they'll be here for you, now come on, let's get you something in your system, you're no good to Heidi, if you're staying up hours at a time, and working yourself to the ground."

Carlos gave the nurse a look and then nodded his head and followed Stephanie to the elevators. They rode in silence to the small café on the fifth floor and got something warm to drink and Stephanie made him get a hot sandwich. They found a little table close to the window and sat down, drinking their drinks and eating their food in silence. Stephanie looked up from vanilla latte, when Carlos began to speak.

"I…I can't believe this is happening to my Bella," Carlos said softly, looking down at his cup of coffee, "It was hard seeing her mother go through this, but my child….she doesn't need this, she doesn't deserve this."

Stephanie reached out a hand and gently squeezed the man's hand saying, "I have no idea what kind of pain you're going through, but these all night vigils and running around is going to break you down, Carlos. You need to rest as well and eat, you hardly do, unless your house keeper, Ella comes and brings Heidi her meals, and that's because she packs enough for you as well. If you want to help Heidi, you need to take care of yourself, or else, you'll be in here right beside her."

"You're right," Carlos said softly, smiling at Stephanie, "I'm going to take better care of myself, Stephanie, I remember, running myself to the ground, when her mother was ill."

"Stage 4 ovarian cancer not only affects the person with it, but the family surrounding the person with it," Stephanie said, leaning back in her seat, "And it was caught so late…."

"We only found out about the cancer after she had a miscarriage," Carlos said, playing with his napkin, "We decided that we would have a second child, but 2 months into the pregnancy Heidi's mother had a miscarriage, and in the hospital, they found cancerous cells in a sample."

"We didn't have time to do anything," Carlos sighed, rubbing his face and looking down at his cooling coffee, "They removed her ovaries, but found that the cancer has spread to her vagina, and they removed every single piece of her reproductive organ and put her on so much chemo that she deteriorated in months. The last month she was alive, she spent it in bed, begging me for the doctors to stop giving her the medicine and for her to die peacefully. I don't want that to happen to my child, I don't want her to get to the point to where she's begging for death. If she's not going to get cured, I want her to die without pain; I want her to die peacefully. Not sicker than before, thanks to cancer medicine, and treatment."

Stephanie let out a sound and grabbed Carlos's hand saying, "Oh god, Carlos, oh god….we're going to help her in any way we can, and if she wants to stop the treatment and die peacefully, we'll see to it that she dies as comfortable as possible."

Carlos gripped Stephanie's hand tightly and said, "Thank you, Stephanie, thank you so, so much….."

Stephanie smiled and nodded her head, the two never saw the brown haired man standing several feet away from them, holding a Pino's pizza box in one hand and a six pack of beer in the other. The man shook his head and muttered, "I guess this is all a part of nursing, Cupcake…."

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"Hey sick dog," Heidi looked up from the lovely white bucket that the nurses had given her for her vomit to see Diesel standing in the doorway of her room, "Heard you get the pains from your chemo, you haven't even started your radiation yet."

"The worse feeling ever," Heidi said, watching Diesel walk into her room, "Where's your shadow, I know you and Brittany are like twins."

"She's asleep, took her sleeping pills and called it a night," Diesel said sitting on the edge of Heidi's bed, "I'm about to go asleep myself, but I wanted to check in on you."

"I'm goo-" Heidi started but, quickly leaned over, picked up her bucket and threw up, loud retching noises filling the room. After she threw up, she leaned back on her bed and said, "I could be better…."

Diesel got up and poured her a cup of water saying, "First round is always the worse, just don't get to the point that they have to stick a feeding tube down your throat. If you ask Lula, she'll get you some mint tea for your tummy."

"Thanks, I will," Heidi said, closing her eyes, "If I can keep it down, that is."

"Hey," Diesel said, looking around and then leaning in close to Heidi, "I got something that can help you out with the pain and loss of hunger. Brittany and I use it all the time, and it works like a charm."

"Okay, when I get desperate, I'll come to you," Heidi said, earning a chuckle from Diesel, "Now, pardon me, but I'm going to throw up some more."

Diesel helped the girl out by pulling back her hair as she threw up. Heidi groan and lay back down, thanking Diesel and closing her eyes. She turned to Diesel and thanked him, saying, "This is horrible, Diesel, how do you deal with it?"

"Eh, I've been doing this for a year and a half, I've gotten used to it," Diesel said, watching the girl twist on her side and close her eyes, "Hey, I know it's rough, but, let me tell you, Brittany and I are here for you, come to us, anytime, for your problems or if you want company or anything, you're one of us, we'll watch over you."

Heidi smiled at the boy, saying, "Thanks, though, do I have to watch out for my virtue with Brittany, she seems to be very open about her sexuality."

"If you grow to 6'1, get blond hair and green eyes and become our doctor," Diesel said, standing up and crossing his arms, "You have a lot to be worried about, until then, you're safe, plus, she only dates older women."

"Oh," Heidi giggled, watching Diesel walk over to the door of her room, "Diesel? Thanks, you know, for coming and giving me your support."

Diesel smiled and gave Heidi a wink, before walking out her room. Heidi giggled and said, "Those two are too much."

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"Joe, I'm home at reasonable time," Stephanie said, walking into her house, pulling off her snow covered hat, "Goodness, this snow is such a pleasant surprise! I hope it doesn-"

"Cupcake, I was at your work, earlier this evening," Joe said, walking into the living room from the kitchen, "I was going to have dinner with you, but you were preoccupied, nursing some man…."

Stephanie had been in the middle of taking off her coat, but paused, turning to Joe, who stood there, in rumled clothes, his arms crossed and his eyes on Stephanie's frame. Stephanie put her hands down saying, "Joe, that was one of my charge's father, he's going through a lot right now, I'm only-"

"It sure as hell looked more than comforting, Cupcake," Joe said, walking over to Stephanie, "Is what you do to all your charges parents?! You were grabbing him and everything, Stephanie, you're my wife, I shouldn't have to be afraid of you cheating on me in a cancer ward, should I?"

"Joe!" Stephanie said, her eyes wide with horror, "Are you serious?! I can't believe you would say that! He's in a tough situation now! I want to be there to help both him and his child! That is such an insulting thing to say, about my character!"

Joe shrugged and said, "Stephanie this job might be too much, maybe you should-"

"Maybe you should take your doubt and petty jealously and go to hell," Stephanie spat out, before she stripped off her jacket and climbed upstairs, "Sleep on the couch tonight, Joe, I might have a man, whose child had cancer, hiding in the closet."

TBC….

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