Chapter 15: Chemo?

His immediate response to my text made me feel a tingly sensation . The little act made me feel important. I was about to read the message when the doctor's office door came open and the people in it came out. “Mom, Dad,” I muttered surprised. What were my parents doing here? How did they get here before me? "What are you guys doing here?" I blurted my question. My parents caught my gaze and ignored me.

"Miss Mei," the doctor called my name and invited me into his office. I put my phone in my bag and walked into his office. The doctor pointed at a seat, but remained transfixed by the door. "Why are my parents here?" I asked him curiously. I was more concerned about my parent's presence than where he wanted to stand. "They are here for an appointment with you," he said and on cue, my parents walked in.

I was not going to admit that I wanted them here but I was so happy they were here. I was starting to contemplate my decision of telling them not to tag along but my intrusive parents just had to tag along anyway. I never thought I would be so happy to have intrusive parents. I didn't complain about their presence. I had try my best not to irritate my dad because I am so sure Mom forced him here.

"Mei you need to start your medications, we are going to get you to ready for your first chemotherapy," the doctor said. "How long is it going to take?" I asked. "About 5 to 6 hours," the doctor said. "I really don't have that amount of time," I said.

"Mei," Mom warned. "I said I was going to come here and I did, please do not make me regret my decisions," I said. "If we get you started now, you can leave a lot earlier," the doctor tried to convince me. I knew he was lying, but somehow I agreed to my first cancer treatment.

I was directed into a room and was asked to sit down. "Get comfortable," the doctor said. It was hard to get comfortable. I was in a hospital getting treated for something that had no cure, comfort was not exactly possible.

A nurse pushed a trolley to the room and left it by my side. My left hand was cleansed and a needle was pierced through my wrist into my vein.

I kept my hand still and watched the drip. It was annoyingly slow, just a drop from time to time. I was never going to get out of here.

I pulled out my phone and remembered I was talking to Min Jun. He probably thinks I was ignoring him. I unlocked my phone and was surprised to find out that he sent me 10 messages clearly stating how he didn't want to go there."We can go somewhere else," I texted back.

I turned back to look at the drip sac, it was disheartening to see it still as full as when it was inserted. I couldn't cancel the date and I really do not want to pull a needle out of my hand.

I never should have agreed to come here, I sighed and relaxed on the chair. It was my only companion.

"Mei," I heard soft whispers. I wanted the noise to go away but it was persistent, so I opened my eyes. I really wasn't dreaming, I was in a hospital getting chemotherapy. "Yes Mom,” I said. "I got you something to eat," she said. "Bad hospital food. No, thank you," I replied and closed my eyes. "No Mei, some snacks from home. You can't get caught with them," Mom said and passed me a chocolate bar.

I was happy to see her trying to make me happy and the least I could do was smile. "Thanks, Mom," I said. "I wish I was the one sitting there in your place. You're so young. You haven't even lived," Mom said and sniffed. "I wouldn't want you to be here mom. I am paying for my rebellious acts. I should have said something," I said. "If we weren't so controlling you wouldn't be here," Mom said. "That's why you are letting me make decisions on my own now. You can finally correct your mistakes while I correct mine," I said. I stretched out my right hand and she held it, she kissed my hand and we both smiled.

I really loved my parents, it was just so hard to communicate my feelings to them. Even in the closing chapters of my life, I'm only able to communicate with one. I withdrew my hand from Mom's grip and sank into the chair.

"It'll be over soon," Mom said. "I have been sitting for three hours, three hours is quite a lot of time. You could win a case in that amount of hours," I joked and she laughed. "I and your dad thought you would stand in court one day continuing the line of the fearless law addicts. We should have known better," she said.

"Mom it's all in the past. You can't keep living in regrets, I am finally getting to explore and I love it," I assured her.

I closed my eyes and let sleep take over, if I slept, time would go a lot faster.

My eyes flickered open and I saw a nurse and my doctor standing close to me. 'Was I finally free to go?' I watched them remove the needle from my hand with such precision and perfection it made me wonder if I could really be healed.

"You are free for the rest of the day Miss Mei," the nurse said. I grabbed my phone and checked the time, it was half past six, I had two unread messages from Min Jun, my left hand was red, it had a needle mark, and I was not dressed to go on a date.

I grabbed my bag and walked to the toilet, I removed my clothes quickly, changing into a thin strapped short white dress. I called my driver and got ready to go for my date. "Mei," my parents tried calling me but I ignored them, I wasn't going to miss my date.

I sent a quick text to Min Jun apologizing and telling him what restaurant to meet me at. It was my family's favorite restaurant, they had the best chefs and prepared the most delicious delicacies from all over the world. You needed reservations to get in, but I was a Lin and my father was the owner's lawyer, so we always got in whenever we liked.

"Do I look okay?" I asked my driver. "Miss you always look amazing," he said. I smiled at his response and walked into the restaurant. Now all I had to do was wait for Min Jun.

"Miss what would you like to eat?" a waiter asked me. "I will call your attention when I am ready to eat. I am waiting for someone," I said and the waiter nodded. It was 7 and Min Jun was not there. I was trying to call him but got no response. "Did he change his mind?" I never should have gone for the chemotherapy.

A sudden commotion gained my attention. "What do you mean I can't go in there...