Chapter 7
On Christmas day Randy got glasses out and poured each glass a quarter full of the scotch he had, then filed the glasses halfway with water. Using a cookie sheet as a tray, he took them into the living room where they were getting ready to open presents. Or course Tom was there.
"We're going to have a toast," Randy announced. He gave a glass to his father, mother, Kat and one to Tom, then picked up the last one himself. Holding his glass up, he explained, "This is sipping whiskey. Single Malt Scotch. The best stuff there is…"
"Dude!" Tom announced. "You opened that 400 dollar bottle?"
His parents gaped at him. "You spend 400 bucks on a bottle of booze?" his father asked.
"I didn't. Kanae gave it to me," he explained. "This isn't for getting drunk on. You sip it slow and taste it and it will make memories. The flavor is different, and good. So, here's to our family, and the memories we make." He took a sip.
After his Father took a sip, he tasted it and took another sip. "Wow, this is good."
His Mother winced. "This is strong stuff."
"I cut it half with water," Randy told her.
"Wow," Kat said, looking at her glass.
"Whoa," Tom said in a gasp. He'd downed half his glass. "Yeah this is … really different."
Sipping away as they opened presents, Randy felt happy. His family was getting along. First it was Tom who got up to get another one. Then his Mother got up, and got another for his Father too.
To his surprise, Kat nursed her drink along an even thanked him for the bracelet.
Kat eyed him then said, "Randy I think I know what you're trying to tell me. I'm going to try hard, I want my baby to have a better life."
"Great!" Randy beamed at her.
By lunch time, the bottle was empty and Tom was quite tipsy. He swore he was going to get his band going and be a rock star. Randy just agreed with him. All in all, it was a good day.
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Before Kanae flew back to college, Inari and Kaede made sure she had her hair braided, some makeup on and nice clothes so she arrived looked good for Randy. She also brought another bottle of Glen Finnen with her.
Getting in to the airport, David Gilbert was again waiting for her. Walking up to him she asked, "Already?"
"Yes, we have a problem we'd like to discuss with you, and there's a doctor that also wishes to speak with you at the hospital."
"I got classes tomorrow," she reminded him.
He shrugged. "I know, you can do this after hours."
"Hokay," she said with a sigh. "Kin ya find out when the doctor wants ta see me?"
He pulled out a paper with a number on it. "This is the doctor's personal phone number. He said any time."
Kanae took it. "How'd ya find out bout this?"
"Doctor Latimar has been asking everyone where you are. He really wants to speak with you about a patient of his."
"Lemme git me bags first."
Kanae retrieved her luggage and got down to Gilberts car, then got on her cell phone to Dr. Latimar.
He answered," Dr. Latimar."
"This is Kanae Kikumura. You wanted to talk to me, doctor?"
"Yes! I understand you cured a man with an inoperable brain tumor. I have a woman who has extensive cancer. She's fragile, high diabetic readings and rather large and I don't know if she can survive surgery. Can you help her?"
"I'd have to see her. When kin we do that?"
"Can you meet me at the hospital, third floor, nurse's desk at four today? I will tell them you're coming."
"Aye, I kin do that," she said and looked at Gilbert's car clock. "It's two fifteen now, I'm on my way in from the airport. Kin we make it sooner?"
"We can. Announce yourself to the third floor nurse, she'll call me."
"Aye, see ya then." she then asked, "Mr. Gilbert, kin ya take me right ta the hospital?"
He nodded. "I can do that. I take it he wants to see you now?"
"Aye. Must be vital, he sounded like he's in a rush."
"Will do. About the one we want you to take care of. He's a political contributor we found is donating money to a couple very radical parties including getting lawyers to dig up dirt on all their opponents. He finances violent protests as well. We want him gone." Gilbert handed her a large envelope. "Fifty thousand, get rid of him and any with him. Get all his cronies and it's another fifty grand."
"I'll look at it," she replied. "I doan getting involved with politics."
"He plays dirty and uses his influence to make money for himself." Gilbert stated.
"As I said, I'll look at it."
Getting dropped off at the hospital, Kanae went up to the third floor and found the nurse's desk. She told them who she was and the fact Dr. Latimar wanted to see her.
She waited a while and a younger Doctor with his stethoscope dangling from around his neck came into the nurse's station. "Kanae Kikumura?" he asked.
"I'm Kanae," she said raising her hand.
"Come with me, please," he said with a wave.
Outside the nurse's station he got beside her and explained, "Mrs. Perkins is 68 years old, overweight and her blood sugar is averaging 329, even in the hospital. Any surgery on her is dangerous and she had uterine and intestinal cancer, stage three. To save her life, we have to operate, but as I said, in her condition, that would be dangerous for her."
Kanae nodded. "I got it. Doan know what I kin do bout bein diabetic, or her weight, but I kin try ta git rid'o the cancer."
"Anything you can do will be a big help," he assured her. "Should I get an operating suite ready?"
"Nay, just lemme see'er. X-rays too if ya got'em."
Pointing he said, "She's right down here in room 306. I'll go get her X-rays."
Kanae went into the room and saw the woman on her bed. The woman didn't look good. She knocked on the frame. "Mrs. Perkins?" she asked.
"Yes?" the woman asked weakly. "Got my pain medicine?"
Kanae went in to sit beside her. "I'm nay a nurse. Yer doc asked me ta look at ya. Heard ya been havin a tough time."
In her weak voice, she said, "Yes, he says I can't be operated on, so I'm gonna die."
"Maybe, maybe not," Kanae replied. "Mind if I look ya over?"
"What can you do?"
"That's what I wanna find out."
With a sigh, Mrs. Perkins said, "Do what ya can. Where ya from?"
"Scotland. Me family lives in the Highlands." Kanae said and got up to look at her chart. Weak heartbeat, low blood pressure. Weak kidney function. It wasn't looking good.
"How'd you get pink hair and red eyes?" Mrs. Perkins asked.
"Got albino in me," Kanae replied absently as she studied the chart. "Scares away most lads."
The woman grinned. "That has to be hard."
"It'aint easy," Kanae agreed. "Mrs. Perkins, how long ya been sick?"
"Last couple years. This last year's been the worst. My guts hurt."
Doctor Latimar came in with a large pad. He turned it on to show an X-ray. "If you see here, she needs her entire reproductive system taken out, and I'm thinking six feet of large intestine. She's on medication for her kidneys, weak heart, and the diabetes, but unless that improves, we don't dare put her into surgery."
Kanae frowned. "I kin git her uterus, fallopian tubes an ovaries out, but that large colon is gonna be hard. Wit these high diabetic numbers, she ain't gonna heal well, either."
"No, that is our major concern." he agreed. "That's why we're suggesting end of life care."
Kanae looked at Mrs. Perkins and said, "The doc here is recommending end of life care. Ya got a choice, accept that or let me do what I kin fer ya. I ain't sayin I kin cure ya. I'm only sayin if ya want, I'll do me best ta try."
Mrs. Perkins cast her a smile. "You're saying, go down fighting."
"Aye. An I fight fer ya ta the end. Woan be easy or quick."
Mrs. Perkins nodded. "Then do your best for me."
"Aye lass.' To Doctor Perkins, Kanae said, "I'll need a bed pan, and more diabetic medicine fer her. The quicker we reduce the cancer, the better. It's gonna take a while ta git it all. Same wit her sugar level." She then sat down by Mrs. Perkins' stomach.
"I'll get a nurse." the doctor said and left.
Removing the woman's insides wasn't fast or easy. Blood vessels, even tiny ones, she had to close off completely and made sure she got them all. Gently disconnecting and moving the ovaries and fallopian tubes down into her uterus, Kanae began disconnection her uterus. Here, she had to figure out how to close off the end. She also had to pull most of it out into the bed pan the nurse had brought.
"Oh, she's bleeding!" the nurse said in a gasp.
"Not blood," Kanae replied flatly. Again, to separate her birth canal, Kanae had to be very careful and ensure she sealed it off completely. Once she did, she pulled the inside she got free out into the pan.
"Nurse, take that away, bring back a clean pan," Kanae told her.
"That looks like a uterus," the nurse noted.
"It is, take it away," Kanae said firmly.
The nurse covered it up and left with the pan.
"I felt tingles." Mrs. Perkins said.
"Aye, I removed part o'the problem," Kanae said as she leaned back. "Yer uterus, ovaries an tubes are gone. No more cancer there. After school tamorra, I'll keep workin on ya. I'm hopin the lack'o cancer will also help yer sugar level. Right now, I'm a bit tired."
"I'm impressed," Mrs. Perkins told her. "You did that with no surgery how?"
"Wit me mind. Basically, I thought it out. I'm a bit whipped now and need rest. Have a good night." Kanae told her and offered her a smile.
On the way out, Doctor Latimar came running, "Miss Kikumura!" he cried.
Kanae stopped and let him catch up. Eyeing her, he asked, "How did you get her reproductive organ out with no surgery?"
"I'm able. Hate ta ask, but what'll be me compensation for doin that?"
He stared at her. "I didn't think we agreed on anything yet."
"Lad," Kanae said firmly. "I got some'o her cancer out. Tamorra I'll werk on the rest. I know ya charge big time ta do anything. Ta not compensate me fer me skills would be a bad mistake."
"But .. You didn't do anything," he said with a shrug.
Kanae glared at him. "Then I'll make the bill fer ya. So ya know, I doan go ta court ta git satisfaction. I take it outta yer hide. I just spent a couple hours doin work ya get paid thousands fer. Ya cheat me, and ya'll regret it. Are we understood?"
He turned to stride away. Kanae spun him back around to face her and kept him from falling. "We understood?" she asked in a harder tone.
His eyes widened. "Ahh, yeah. I understand," he said weaker.
"Then I'll see ya tamarra," Kaede said and went to call a cab.
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Getting into her dorm room, Kanae put her things away then looked at the envelope Gilbert had given her since her room mate wasn't back yet. It had all the information on the rich guy, a Mr. Yang, who had financing groups and politicians with huge amounts of money in the multi billions. She had his address, what it looked like on the inside, his known work places, people he visited, bank accounts and close up aerial pictures of his penthouse suite that had several young naked girls there out on the patio. She even had a picture of his limo, front and back.
He wasn't far away but far enough where she'd have to do it on a weekend.
She stuffed all the information back in the envelope and put it under her mattress. In getting ready for bed, she was about to slide under the covers when her phone rang.
"Kanae."
"It's David Gilbert. The price for the target is doubled. We want an example made out of him. Like those men on the street."
"Aye. Could ya do me a favor Lad? Kin ya look up that Doctor Latimar. He seems ta be wantin ta cheat me."
"Will do." *click*
Kanae laid down. It seemed things were getting a bit more complex.
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In the morning, Kanae went down for breakfast in the cafeteria. Randy was there at the entrance. Beaming her a smile, he waved and asked, "Can I take a lady to breakfast?"
"Good ta see ya!" Kanae beamed in return and ran up to hug him. Clasping hands, she asked, "How as yer trip. Kat didn git yer tongue, did she?"
Randy chuckled. "Nay lass, still got it," he said with a smile. With grin he asked, "So who's Mr. Waiter?"
Kanae couldn't help but to grin back at him. "Ughh. Mr. Waiter is a paper and stick doll I made when I was six er so. I named him that cause it was his job ta wait fer me up on me beam til I got back. Twas his job ta keep birds off me beam."
"Birds?"
"Yeah, didn want nay birds poopin on me beam." she said with a crooked grin. "Seen that in movies so I thought it might happen at home."
Randy chuckled. "So he was really Mr. Beam Defender?"
"Aye. So how was yer trip?"
"Good." Holding up a finger he said, "That bottle of scotch you gave me came in handy. I brought it out for a toast on Christmas day. Later on me and Kat watched that video you sent. I'm not sure why, maybe it was your grandmother teasing you, but she liked it. We talked a bit and I think she might be seeing things differently. I'm hoping so, anyway."
The line wasn't long. Soon they had their food and parked at a table. After breakfast, they set themselves to get back into a school mindset.
It was a stroke of luck the Professor began this round of classes with the intestinal tract. Kanae listened hard especially about the large intestines. When the professor asked if there were any questions, she wanted to know how the large intestines were affected by cancer. He gave her an over view and told her the pages to study.
Studying over lunch, which was Chili, Kanae had trouble eating and reading. While she was trying to work out how to get the intestines back together, someone sat down on her other side from Randy.
"I heard you swim fast."
She looked to see a guy, maybe, was watching her.
"She does, she's a fish herder," Randy said with a grin.
The person grinned slightly. "I think I'm faster than you."
Again, the voice was somewhat girlish, but this looked kinda like a guy. Kanae frowned. "Who are you?"
"Nancy Bateman. I want to race you. I know I can win."
Raising and eyebrow, Kanae guessed, "Because you used to be a boy?"
"I'm a transsexual, but I know I can win."
"Ahh, become a girl so you can beat up on them?" Randy asked.
Kanae burst out in giggles. Nancy frowned. "No, that's how I identify," Nancy said firmly.
Smirking, Kanae said, "I got more important things to do that humiliate you. I need to study."
"Kanae here identifies as a fish," Randy said. "She'll have the advantage."
Kanae eyed him. "I'm a fish?"
"You swim like one." he said firmly. "Or maybe a real mermaid?"
"So you want to make out with a mermaid?" Kanae asked with a crooked grin. Eyeing him closely, she asked, "You a fish fucker?"
Randy burst out laughing.
"Practice starts at one thirty," Nancy said firmly. "Be there, or be called chicken."
"I doan care what ya think'o me," Kanae stated. "What's me reason for racin ya?"
"To prove I'm the REAL fastest swimmer at this school!"
Cracking grin, Kanae asked, "And if you lose?"
"I won't!"
Kanae shot to her feet, arms spread and called out, "Attention! At two PM this afternoon, there will be an official swimming race! Nancy here is going to race me, AND whoever loses the race will go by the name the winner demands! Nancy, do you accept?"
All eyes in the cafeteria were on her. With a scowl, Nancy shot to her feet to look down on Kanae and loudly announced, "I accept!"
One of the women coaches stood up. "Ms. Kikumura, are you joining the swim team?" she asked.
"It's MISS, and I can try out today if you let me."
"Then, your race is on. Be there at one thirty."
"Don't chicken out!" Nancy barked then strode out.
Randy looked up at Kanae and asked, "Can I watch?"
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Kanae had been thinking to just to teach that girly-man a lesson. Only having one late afternoon class at three, she was thinking she had plenty of time.
After lunch the swimming coach had Kanae go to the medical building for a quick checkup and bring her 'cleared to swim' paper to the coachs' office. It was nearly one thirty by the time she got there. Sadly, since it was swimming practice, no spectators were allowed, so Randy couldn't come watch.
Kanae got changed and went out into the pool area to see Nancy, who was the tallest girl there, talking to the coach. The coach called her over and had her register, then she had to put up with the calisthenics before they swam.
The coach announced, "The first practice will be a freestyle lap. Take your places get to the other end and back. You will be timed."
Kanae took her place on the starting platform, fingers and toes curled on the edge. Nancy was two positions down. Tensed, she waited for the whistle.
TWEET
Launching her self off the platform with a mind assist, Kanae flew through the air, landing after all the other swimmers did. Mind hands over her legs and a bit beyond her feet, Kanae undulated as fast as she could go a few feet under the water. Coming up fast on the far wall, she gripped the edge as she spun to push hard off the wall, gaining some air and getting a breath before she plunged back under and raced back.
Undulating, pumping as hard as she could, she saw the other wall coming up. She kept close to the bottom, then shot up, slapped her hands on the edge of the pool and threw herself out of the water to land standing up with just a bit of a stumble. She also turned to see Nancy approaching the edge. She walked over to meet Nancy.
Nancy made the edge to huff and pant. Kanae offered her a hand. "Need help getting out, loser?" she asked.
Nancy stared up at her. "You cheated!"
"Fastest swim, right? That was the race?" Kanae asked.
Begrudgingly, Nancy clasped Kanae's hand and tried to pull her in. Kanae braced and pulled Nancy up and out. Staring at her, Nancy asked, "How strong are you?"
Three coaches were coming over to them grinning widely.
"Now, for your name," Kanae stated, grinning at Nancy.
Nancy looked at the coaches and said, "It worked, I got her here."
One brunette coach asked, "Kikumura, do you normally swim with one of those mermaid tails on? That's what it looked like you were doing."
Kanae stared at her. That was something she wasn't expecting. "I ah, learned how to swim with the selkie family at home."
"Selkies?"
"Aye, tis a clan by loch Sheil nay far from town. In the summer I werk wit'em herdin fish."
The blonde coach chuckled. "Herding fish? Like you get in the water and chase them?"
"Nay chase, guide'em. If ya chase'em, they scatter."
"Where you from?" Nancy asked.
"Glen Finnen, on the shores o'Lock Shiel. It's me family's ancestral home."
Nancy smiled. "You're a Highlander!"
"Aye," Kanae eyeing her. Why did she sound happy about that?
Nancy clapped her hands together. "This is great! Tell me, is Duncan McLeod real?"
Kanae's jaw dropped. "How ya know me grandpop?"
Nancy pumped a fist in the air. "YES! I knew that story was true! So what about that thief Amanda? And Clarence Coventry?"
Kanae frowned at her. "Who are ya? How ya know Amanda?"
Another swimmer came up and said, "Nancy, she probably read that book too."
"Book?" Kanae asked. "What book?"
"The Blade of the McLeods!" they chorused. "Only THE BEST romance novel ever!" Nancy cheered.
Confused, Kanae asked, "Me Grandpop's in a book?"
"OK, girls! A coach announced. "We're here to swim, not yack about books! Now we had our race, warmup laps!"
Kanae looked at the coach. "I gotta git ta me class, the Professor doan allow missin classes."
Firmly, the coach told her, "Just don't forget to come to practice tomorrow. We have a meet Saturday. You are on the team now."
"But, I got a job Saturday." Kanae replied.
"Will it pay more than fifty percent off on your tuition?"
Kanae thought a moment, then said, "Aye, it will. I do gotta go now."
Kanae went leave. Nancy got in front of her and clapped her hands down on her shoulders. "Wait, please! Can we talk about your family later? I really want to know how much of that book is true!"
Reading romance novels, acting truly girly. It dawned on Kanae that in her mind, Nancy really was a girl. It made her mind spin. "Later, OK? I do gotta go."
"OK, but can I meet you later?"
"Ah yeah. I still got classes and studying ta do."
"Great! See you later," Nancy said with a big smile.
Kanae left to get changed.
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One person missing was her room mate, Tracy. Randy and Kanae finished their classes for the day, hung out in the library studying, had dinner at the cafeteria then Randy went with her to get to the hospital to see how Mrs. Perkins was doing.
Kanae made sure Mrs. Perkins had healed all right. She was even feeling a bit better. Randy introduced himself. Mrs. Perkins was happy to see Kanae had a good young man to be with and recalled her own young days. By the charts, Kanae didn't se much improvement, her sugar was down to 278 but her heart was still weak and her blood pressure hadn't improved.
On the way out, Randy said, "I don't think much is going to change until her kidney function improves."
"Aye, there's gotta be something I'm missin," Kanae agreed. "I'm thinking when I git back an see'er again, I need to focus on those kidneys. Something ain't right wit'em."
Randy offered, "She is an old woman that has a lot wrong with her. The best you can do is maybe delaying the inevitable."
Kanae shook her head. "Can't think like that!" she said firmly. "The main problem she's got is that cancer. It ain't just in one place. Maybe it's in her kidneys too, and other places the X-rays didn pick up."
"Could very well be. Search for it head to toe?"
"May have ta."
A kiss and a hug good night from Randy and Kanae went up to her dorm room to find Tracy hadn't come back yet. She hoped nothing happened to her.
In the morning, still no Tracy. Kanae looked for her at breakfast, but she wasn't here. Nancy did find Kanae. Sitting down across from her, Nancy showed her a paperback book with dog-eared pages.
Randy let out a snort. "The Blade of the McLeods?" he asked. He looked a the main character on the cover. "Kanae, that kinda looks like your Grandfather."
"You know him?" Nancy asked eagerly.
"Seen him in a video Kanae sent me," Randy told her.
Kanae let out a sigh. "Caroline Marsh, so that's who wrote that."
Kanae, this is a fantastic book" Nancy stated. "What I want to know is, is it true? Is your grandfather really a tortured, romantic soul doomed to walk the Earth forever?"
"Nancy, you know that book's fiction, right?" Kanae asked.
"But you know these people, you're related to them," Nancy insisted.
"How about this. I'll talk to Grandpa bout'it. I'm thinkin that this Caroline Marsh met Grandpa at one time and was very impressed by him so she wrote a book bout'im," Kanae offered.
"Hon, your grandfather does look very good for his age," Randy said. "Guessing, I'd think he's only around thirty or so."
Kanae eyed him. "Not helping," she replied.
"He's a tragic figure doomed to live forever," Nancy stated.
"Nancy!" Kanae said with a groan. "Ain't no one lives ferever! Git that outta yer head, please!"
"Right, Kanae," Randy agreed, then asked, "What's your mothers' excuse?"
Kanae glared at him. Randy raised a hand. "OK, I'll shut up now."
"Kanae, please read this. I think you really need to," Nancy coaxed.
"Nancy, I got tons'o studying ta do. I doan have time ta read it."
Waggling the book at Kanae, Nancy said, "You said yourself, Glen Finnen on the shores of Loch Shiel is you ancestral home. You were born in the same place as Duncan McLeod was. Isn't that true?"
"Aye," Kanae said with a sigh. "But it doan mean everythin that book is true. That's a made up story." She made a point at looking at the clock on the wall. "We need ta git goin."
Nancy got up with them. "You said you learned to swim with the Selkies, right?"
"Aye, what bout it?"
Following them out, Nancy said, "I looked up what a Selkie is. Basically, they are the Scottish version of mermaids. I think that place where you and your family was born, is like some kind of … fairytale world. Where things are real there that no where else in the world are. The selkies, witches, immortals. You do know your mother is THE most famous witch in the world?"
Randy chuckled. "She's right, hon."
"Gotta find me a good solid post," Kanae grumbled.
"What for?"
"Ta bang me head on."
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The rest of the day was fairly normal except Kanae kept seeing Nancy here and there, now followed by a group of girls. Staying focused on classes and what to do about Mrs. Perkins, Kanae left after her last class with Randy to go see the woman before they went to dinner. Randy was going to take her out tonight, so they didn't have to worry about when the cafeteria was open.
It was visiting hours when they arrived. An old man was there beside Mrs. Perkins. She introduced Mr. Perkins to Kanae and Randy. Mr. Perkins had a serious question.
"Can you save my wife?"
"I'll certainly tryin me best," Kanae assured him. She sat down by Mrs. Perkins' belly again. "I wanna look at yer kidneys taday and search fer any cancer the X-rays didn pick up."
"Dr. Latimar said they found it all, but they can't operate due to how bad she is," Mr. Perkins stated.
"Aye, what he said is true. That's why he called me," Kanae explained. "He's hopin I kin at least git'er stable enough so he kin operate."
"Why have you got red eyes?" the old man asked.
"I'm an albino. I need ta concentrate so please, just talk round me fer a while." Kanae said gently. Kanae stared at Mrs. Perkin's belly and concentrated.
Mr. Perkins eyed Randy. "What's she doing?"
Randy went over to Mr. Perkins and explained the best he could. "Kanae has the ability to see inside a person, is the best way I can explain it. How she does, I'm not exactly sure, but she can."
"Damn, ain't that something," the old man said.
Mrs. Perkins offered, "She managed to get cancer out of me with no surgery. I just peed it out. She needs to concentrate though."
"Damnest thing I ever heard of. But if she can do it, more power to her!" Mr. Perkins stated.
Softly, Kanae said, "Ahh yes, that's why." A couple minutes later, she said, "Mrs. Perkins, yer gonna hafta pee again."
"Found something?" Mrs. Parkins asked.
Kanae sat up. "Aye, ya had bits in yer right kidney. I got it out and sent it down ta yer bladder. Gotta check the left one, then git ya at pee it out."
"I'll go get a nurse and a bed pan," Randy said and left.
Kanae moved over by Mr. Perkins and stared down on her patient again. She was still there when Randy came back in with a nurse.
"Mrs. Perkins, you have to go?" the nurse asked.
"I will soon as Kanae here is done."
The nurse looked down at Kanae. "She's not sleeping, is she?"
"No, concentrating." Randy told her.
"Are you Kanae Kikumura?" the nurse asked.
"She is," Randy said quickly. "Don't disturb her."
The nurse eyed him. "Well the director wanted to see her when she arrived."
"I'll let her know, "Randy assured her.
Not long after, Kanae sat up and rubbed her face. "Hokay! Those are clear. Randy, could you get Mrs. Perkins a full glass of water? A vitamin too, if you kin."
"I'll get the vitamin." the nurse said.
"Why a drink of water?" Mr. Perkins asked.
"Flush'er out," Kanae replied. "I wanna make sure all the bits I freed, including the bits'o stone come out."
The nurse came back in with a pill and told Kanae the way to the director's office. "I'll make sure Mrs. Perkins gets her water."
Kanae left Mrs. Perkins to the nurse and Randy. Following the nurse's directions, she found the Director's office and told the secretary she was here. She didn't wait long before she was called into the office.
The older man behind the desk motioned to the seat across from him. "Miss Kikumura, I am happy to meet you!" He said with a smile.
Kanae sat down across from him. "Thank ya. Heard ya wanted ta see me."
"Indeed. We had a problem here a couple days ago. A woman's uterus ended up in the pathology lab in a bed pan and at first, no one knew where it came from. There had been no surgery. I tracked it down and found out you took it out of Mrs. Perkins. Doctor Latimar had asked for your assistance."
"Aye. He said she as too weak ta go inta surgery, but she needed to. Twas a bit hairy, but I got it outta her and made sure she was sealed up. That's one bit'o her cancer gone. Taday, I found more bits, and some kidney stone in'er kidneys and got' everythin out. I'm hopin ta get her stable enough so she kin get'er large intestines operated on. Lookin at'em, I doan know if I kin do anything wit those."
The director nodded. "I see. You not only can perform miracles, but you know your limitations." Leaning closer, he said in a serious tone, "What you do is very highly irregular, but in Mrs. Perkins' case, it is the only thing that will save her life. I'd like to put you on payroll on an on call basis. Every surgery type you do, you'll get paid the same as any other doctor. Frankly, I'd like to put you on staff, but you're still in medical school, correct?"
"Aye sir. Goin ta college just down the road. I wanna save people if I kin."
He smiled and wrote out a note. "Take this down to personnel. We usually pay by direct deposit. Give them your information, and we can compensate you for your fine efforts." He handed her the note and stuck his hand out.
"Thank ya!" Kanae beamed and shook his hand.