《We will be there always.... (A TREEGAN Story from PLL)》2?????
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I've been sitting in this waiting room for over 2 hours now, he should be out of surgery by now. What if something went wrong? What if he's still in surgery? What if they forgot to tell me that he was out of surgery? I still haven't raised my head, and I think that the people around me are getting worried. Just then a nurse walks out.
"Mrs. Bellisario-Allen?"
"Yes?" I ask, quickly standing up.
"Immediate family is now permitted to see your husband."
"Okay." I say, and walk through the door with her. She leads me to Keegan's room, and I see Keegan laying in a bed asleep.
"When will he wake up?" I ask.
"Any time he wants, really. We have had some patients stay like that for months. Just depends on how his body reacts to the medicine we gave him."
"Months? He could be like this for months?"
"Unfortunately..yes ma'am."
"Thank you."
"I leave you alone." She says, and leaves me with my husband. Ugh. We just got married 3 months ago! Now he could be asleep for the next 3 months of our marriage? Wow. All of this is making me not feel well. Oohh. I think I'm going to throw up. I run to the bathroom and throw up in the toilet. Someone comes into the room and asks me what was wrong. I tell them I didn't know, it just came on, and they take me to my OWN hospital room.
"Why? I think it's just everything that's is going on...no big deal."
"Miss, please, just let us do a few test, no big deal, just to make sure you are healthy."
"Fine, go ahead, I feel fine. I'm no sick."
"Ok. Ok. We will be back in about 35 minutes with the results."
"Fine!"
Gosh. I'm sick too? Ugh. Ugh. Ugh. Ugh.
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