Chapter 12: Morning of Trial Surgery

Veronica-

The next morning, after his treatments, Andrew returned to the room. Normally I would go with him, but he told me he didn’t want me to go this time. I didn’t blame him, because he was tired, and he still had a long day ahead of him.

For most of the wait, I had paced the length of the room, watching the clock like a hawk. It only made the time drag out longer and caused me to become more stressed. I didn’t like not going with him, but he told me if I did, he wouldn’t be able to take a nap during his treatment.

For the life of me, I never could understand how that boy could sleep while getting chemotherapy. During radiation, I couldn’t sleep, but there had been times he slept like the dead during chemo. A while back, when I asked him how he could do it, he told me it was a snooze fest.

It made sense in a way, being that he has been doing it for so long. The first time he started it, it hadn’t been like that. I could still remember when he would get sick almost immediately. The