One More Chance by Leah Laurens

Author:Leah Laurens [Laurens, Leah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2020-11-25T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8: Flowers When You’re Sick

The next morning, Hailey wakes up with a sore throat. When she gets up, a wave of nausea hits her and sends her running to the bathroom. She sits on the bathroom floor trying to regain her composure, realizing she must have come down with something.

She searches through the bathroom cabinet for a thermometer she bought in high school. When she checks her temperature, she has a high fever so she messages the office to let them know she’ll be out sick. She makes herself a cup of tea with honey to try to relieve her throat, but she still feels feverish and can’t keep the tea down.

She goes back to bed with a glass of water and two Tylenol, hoping she’ll feel better in a few hours. By the time she wakes up, it’s noon and she feels even worse. Her eyes and nose are running, and her stomach hurts. She wonders if food poisoning makes your nose run, too, or if she has something more serious.

She is sicker than she ever remembers being and tries to eat some saltines. The flavor makes her worse, and it comes right back up. She spends the first few hours on the bathroom floor or on the couch with a trashcan next to her. She wants to get medicine, but she’s too sick to go to the store. Even worse, she hasn’t even set up her insurance yet.

She wraps herself in a blanket and tries to watch Star Trek. One minute she’s sweating and the next, she’s freezing cold. She tries to make herself a late lunch, cooking a bland grilled cheese, but after the first bite, she runs back into the bathroom.

When she gets a bad headache, she decides she needs to see a doctor. She puts on her sweats and grabs her purse, barely able to walk. She slowly makes her way to her car and sets her navigation for the hospital. She drives sluggishly, hoping she can make it without vomiting.

She’s a sight for sore eyes as she walks into the emergency room. She’s wearing her baggy sweatpants, glasses, and her hair is messily piled on her head. She walks up to the counter. “I’m sick.” It’s all she can really get out.

The woman takes her temperature. “You’re pale as a ghost, sweetie. Here. Sit in this wheelchair, and we will get you some medicine and fluids.”

Hailey collapses into the wheelchair. She used the last little bit of her energy just to get to the hospital. As she lays in the hospital bed, the room seems to have a pulse. Her head hurts so badly. The nurse says she’s probably dehydrated and puts an IV in her arm. Hailey looks at the woman and barely manages to whisper, “Thank you.”

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