"Morning lads" Dr Cardel walks into Liam and Is room
"Morning doc" I answer tiredly
"How are you both today?" He asks kindly checking over both our charts
"'M alright just ready to leave here. When do you think we'll be discharged? We've been here a week!" Liam asks
"Well hopefully soon. Liam your looking good incision sites are clear of infection, breathing on your own keeping food down. You could be discharged tomorrow maybe?"
"Really!?" Liam asks happily "what about Louis?"
"Yep! I want monitor your oxygen levels for a little longer just to guarantee you're lungs are strong enough but you should be out of here soon. Louis, we're still monitoring your brain functions closely but you seem to be doing well in all other aspects. We're going to schedule the surgery to fix your face today if you're ready?" He says
I nod eagerly "yes please! I look horrid!" I'm so ready to have my face fixed! I look awful with swollen nasty bruises around my eyes all the way down to my jaw and my nose is bruised and crocked to one side. Not to mention my vision is blurry and it hurts like hell even to just move my eyes
He laughs "alright. Well I'll schedule that'd for this afternoon and have our plastic surgeon come in to explain the operation" he explains
"Great! Thank you so much" I tell him gratefully
"This is great! The sooner you guys get discharged the sooner we can leave here find Niall and kick him in the arse!" Harry says from the chair In between Li and I
"Still nothing from him?" Liam asks
He shakes his head "not since Daniel talked to him two days ago an Niall told him to fuck off basically" Harry says sounding mad but also hurt
"He'll call us. We just need to give while space to breathe for a while" I tell them
"He's been MIA for five days how much breathing does he need to do!?" Harry grunts
"I did it!" Daniel busts into our room "I quit!"
"Finally!" We all say sarcastically in unison
"Yep I'm all you guys' again" he laughs smiling
"Then why do you have a patients chart in your hand?" I cock an eyebrow at him skeptically
He glances down at the chart "oh I don't well I do but this is Niall's chart" he explains sitting in a chair on the wall across from Harry
"What do you have that for?" Liam asks curiously
"Well" Daniel pulls out a scan of sorts from the piles of papers and holds it up to light "I was looking at these scans Dr Charles sent me of Niall's tumor" he explains
"Yeah he wanted to remove it but Niall didn't want him to yet" I explain
"Right. It's just" he sighs "he's right the tumor is with in the margins to remove it I just don't know if I want to yet" he explains
"Well why wouldn't you? I mean wasn't removing the tumor the whole point to chemo?" Harry asks
"Yes but I'm worried about him going under anesthesia. He's lungs are SO weak at this point, he just had major surgery, and not to mention the last two times he had surgery he almost died" he explains "and it's in a scary place"
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Just Breathe
FanfictionI'll never forget that day. That day the doctor told me, I, Niall Horan, had cancer. Cancer. That awful, deadly disease that we all pray we never have to live with. I had it. It was there. Living, growing inside me like a weed. Tearing me apart, suc...
