Though at first, I thought I was screwed, the nurse didn't actually do anything and just gave me a plate of salad and a glass of broccoli juice. My favorite.
And it was delicious too…
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No, it wasn't!
Why would it ever be?
I so, so wanted to groan.
Wasn't she the one who told me to eat meat? So why was she giving me veg? I still ate and drank everything though. Too hungry.
"Your mother is going to come tomorrow." The nurse was checking her things. So, the lights were on because she hadn't left?
I guess I kind of made her life a lot harder than it should have been.
"You haven't told her right?" I trod very carefully.
"No, I haven't but I do intend to."
I controlled my raging heart and my breathing: it wasn't over just yet. "I'd appreciate it if you told her tomorrow when she comes here. I don't want her to worry too much."