Chapter 49: another diagnosis

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Chapter 49

Another diagnosis

 

 

 

 

 

     I woke up the next morning to the site of my fiancé. I was proud of that title. We were still naked though. No one was home still so it really didn’t matter, plus the door was still locked. So it didn’t really matter much.

     I gently woke him with a hand on his warm shoulder. He sat up slowly and yawned, smiling at the site of me. Then he realized he was naked and his face painted itself with various shades of red. It was odd that he was embarrassed though by then.

     We got dressed up there and then went down stairs. He made breakfast again while I cleaned the cabin. He was better at cooking anyways, and trust me, the cabin needed cleaning then anyways.

I cleaned up a table in the cabin that was small and backed into a corner. I found a small, brown, wooden box in the drawer of it. It was unlabeled and looked just a smidge old. At least it looked worn and beaten.

     So out of curiosity I opened it up to see if anything was in it. It mainly had papers in it, like old newspaper articles and notes. But as I dug through it, one particular item caught my eyes.

It was a manila-filing folder with the words “medical exam report and conclusion” stamped on the front in big black letters. I picked it up and pulled the paper out of it that was inside of it. I set the folder on the table and read what the paper said. Here’s what it said:

 

 

Medical examination/diagnosis report

 

HOSPITAL: Hillmark Hospital

LOCATION: Oregon

DOCTOR: Doctor Runseff

DATE: May 17, 2004

TIME: 12:29 P.M.

 

PATIENT NO. 1057349274

PATIENT NAME: Ann Wilson

PROGRESS: unknown

ORIGINAL INDUCTION: complaint of body pain in specific regions.

EXAMINER/DIAGNOSTIC DOCTOR: Doctor Runseff

DIAGNOSIS:

Ann seems to have an uncontrollable and unknown breed of cancer. Treatments are not working and it does not respond to any medications we have supplied. No cures in sight and chances of survival are approximately between 7% and none. The patient only has so love to live. Specialists are baffled by this occurrence and say they haven’t seen anything near this since the original discovery of HIV and AIDS. No cure, but studies have been started to prevent further infections in other. The condition is not contagious and no actions can be taken to prevent further issues. An estimated life span left in approximately three years. The cancer is spreading at a slow rate.

 

OTHER: no family to contact, is completely alone.

 

NOTES: talk to doctors committee on this situation with one, Ann Wilson and see about obtaining permission to use her body for medical research after death.

 

     Whoa! I though, what the heck is that all suppose to mean. What was all this about? I wanted to know, it sounded serious. My mother came home the next day. I just had to wait until she came.

I knew her name was Ann and last name of her and I was Wilson. But were they really talking about her? Was this a real document?

     The thing was printed on nice legal paper and had a stamp of an approval seal saying it was official. Was my mother really going to die?

Thoughts rushed to my mind, a complete over flood of me. I saw the date on it as I read it again. May 17 2004? That was three years ago! It was May fifth that day. I was terrified by then. If that document was right, my mother had less than two weeks to live…..

     I went over what it said again and again in my head. This whole thing scared me. For the rest the day it brought back fears and pains I had finally lost for that week. I was so worried. I had just met my mother after eighteen years and I was going to loose her? I covered the idea up with a lie to myself. I just said for then that I never found that paper. I even kept what I found from Derek. I had to know what was wrong. I had to find out soon…..