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Valediction (One/Three)
"What I’m trying to say is that there’s no surgical cure for a cancer that’s metastasized past its point of origin. It had already spread by quite a bit when we first started treatment, but at that that point Dana was still very strong, and the surgery and chemotherapy we did then helped to stop the spreading. Unfortunately, it broke her immune system down enough that it wasn’t able to stop it forever, which was what we’d been hoping for."
"So what does that mean?" Alice snapped at him, and as stupid as it sounds I felt bad for the guy. By this point Al had stopped crying and was just angry. I knew it was just one of her defense mechanisms, but poor Dr. Shapiro had never seen her like this before. She was usually incredibly respectful of my doctors, and especially him, since she liked him. I made a mental note to tell him later that it wasn’t personal on her part.
Bette, who was sitting on my other side, reached behind me and poked Alice in warning. She’d been dead silent since we walked in, and the look she was shooting Al told us both that she was in no mood to be vocal about the situation. Alice looked like she wanted to say more, but she shut up and let him talk.
"What it means is that in Dana’s case, and in most other patients that have a prior history of chemotherapy, the treatment options are very, very limited…and time is of the essence if she chooses to pursue one. I’m not saying she shouldn’t, please don’t think that I am, Dana. It’s your choice entirely, but at this point I have to warn you that any combination of drugs you choose will be debilitating. There’s always the chance that they could work, though."
The last sentence managed to somehow filter its way through the haze in my head. "What kind of a chance?" I asked, and it shocked me how normal my voice sounded. I guess I’d been expecting it to be shrill and terrified, like things were sounding in my head. Funny how that happens.
He turned and looked out the window, watching the sunlight for a minute before turning back to me. "Not a very good one," he said simply, and I was grateful for it. He could have done what most doctors do and given me a lot of technical terms and medical jargon, trying to give me false hope while going into statistics or something. Honestly, that’s what I’d been expecting, so his simple statement took me by happy surprise.
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I hate to just repeat what everyone else said…but yeah, wow. I don’t think I’ve ever cried from fan fic before, but tears actually welled up in my eyes by the 3rd page of this. I almost didn’t read it because I want to live in a delusional fan fic universe where Dana dying of cancer is never part of the equation, but I love your writing so much I couldn’t resist. I’m bracing myself for the outcome, but I know it’ll be worth it if the next 2 chapters are anything like this one (and I’m sure they will be).
Awesome!! That’s all I can say with a lump in my throat.
Perfect.
You.Slayed.Me. That was pretty fucking great.
Wow. I Don’t even know what to say it’s just amazing
Wow…that’s pretty much all there is to say. I’m supposed to be writing a paper, but i stopped to see if anything new was posted and i’m glad i did! This is such an awesome story, its so real. Please continue and SOON!
Dana’s death really was handled poorly on the show, both last season and this one (so far), so I’m interested to see your interpretation. This was an excellent first chapter, though I know the heartbreak is coming. Thanks
you got me all so teary eyes :'( liking the closure that we certainly didn’t get on the show. also the first person-thing. it’s done perfect :)
I lost my longest friend recently to cancer so this opened those wounds. It is a poingnant story and well constructed and written so the reader is a participant. Please continueJackie E
Ok, I just have to say that I pretty much started crying on the second page, and now that I’m finished I still can’t stop crying. That was…my God. There are no words for all the love and emotion you just created between the two. 5 pages of your story proved their love more than storyline IC could have written. Please post the rest of this story soon, although I’ll have to remember to grab an entire box of tissues next installment. Great job.
Amazing! I love how you are writing this…I like the 1st person angle, it works! I am almost crying, but I am at work and that makes me want to cry on its own…no seriously you have a gift! Looking fwd to all your posts for all your stories (YOU, Weather the Storm and now Valediction)
really good and so sad.