by Lost but Smiling Jan 23, 2005
category :
Miscellaneous /
Misc. poems
Carson sat patiently in the doctors office. He didn't want to think about what would happen. He looked down at his arms, covered with his hoodie sleeve. He pulled it up to his elbow and looked at the bruises that littered his arms. He was almost sure that this time it was back. the cancer that had almost killed him was back. If Ana's bone marrow was finally being rejected...there was not much else the doctors could do for him. he knew that they could put him back on Chemotherapy, they could try radiation. But, if the marrow his sister gave him so long ago was being rejected, there was not much else that could be done. he was there for three hours when finally his oncologist came in and said, "Carson, why don't you call your foster family and Ana. we need to discuss somethings." that sentence alone was enough to confirm the boys worst fears. He slowly got up and dialed Landon and Seb. Sebastien answered the phone, "Hello?" he asked. |
PLEASE FINISH THISSS D: |
Oh my goodness. |
thanks emma! |