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darker_london2007-08-11 08:50 pm
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The Cause (Peter, Hospital people)
The CT machine wasn't as bad as Peter expected it to be, but the loud thunking noises it made didn't help his claustrophobia. Nor did the fact that Abby couldn't work the machine or be in the room, so it was being run by a tech who was extremely nervous to be working on his boss. He kept saying things like "Whoops, sorry!" over the intercom, which didn't make Peter feel all that comforted. Still, Abby was there to take his hand afterwards, and she gave him a sweet little smile as well. Things between them were fine, which was as much of a relief as this entire situation was a worry.
Abby led Peter in to a little room to wait for the results of the scan. Peter's family was waiting in there too. Tasha and Robert and Thomas and David and Aly. He gave them a brave yet shy smile. He felt weak, somehow, even though he was doing the smart thing. Embarrassed and on the spot. He hated that he was causing them worry yet again. It didn't seem fair to them. Abby released his hand and Peter went over to sit beside Aly so he could give her a kiss. She looked far more distraught than the rest of them. This scene was far too familiar for her liking. Peter sighed into the silence, and they waited.
Abby led Peter in to a little room to wait for the results of the scan. Peter's family was waiting in there too. Tasha and Robert and Thomas and David and Aly. He gave them a brave yet shy smile. He felt weak, somehow, even though he was doing the smart thing. Embarrassed and on the spot. He hated that he was causing them worry yet again. It didn't seem fair to them. Abby released his hand and Peter went over to sit beside Aly so he could give her a kiss. She looked far more distraught than the rest of them. This scene was far too familiar for her liking. Peter sighed into the silence, and they waited.
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Peter shook his head. "No I...not..not prolonging."
"I suggest you speak with the staff oncologist. I'll apprise him of your unique situation, but I'm pretty sure he'll say the same thing. If you've been having symptoms since June, this is a fairly fast growing tumor. It's uhm...that just means that it won't...last as long."
Peter couldn't quite believe this was happening. He rubbed his eye and then squeezed Tasha again, despite the fact that his legs her going semi-numb. He didn't want her to move. "So basically I just...wait it out?"
"A neurologist could prescribe the proper anti-seizure medication to make sure you don't have any of those. I believe you had a mild seizure on the boat the other day. I'm not surprised what with all the excitement. He'll give you something for the headaches as well."
"But I...I'm..does this mean I'm going to...keep acting the way I have been?"
Abby looked terribly uncomfortable, but she nodded. "I think it might be one of the reasons you slipped so easily in to drinking as well, if you've been experiencing symptoms since June. It could easily explain the out of character behaviour you exhibited."
"Well fuck." Peter hissed.