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    Grow Old With Me – (Chapter: Delirium)

    “I think it’s just the flu,” my dad assessed. “If it is, bringing her to a doctor isn’t going to do anything. But if she’s still in a lot of pain tomorrow, we’ll call Ben over.”

     

    By nighttime things had only gotten worse. I could tell Ashley was in agony, even if she was doing her best to downplay the pain. She finally got to sleep at around 7pm, but as soon as I got into bed, which was around 10, she started stirring.

    “Go back to sleep, babe. You’ll feel a lot better if you just go back to sleep.” After that, she actually slept pretty well that night. Besides one incident at around 2, where she threw up a bit more, she didn’t wake up until 6 the next morning.

    “Spence…” she nudged me to wake me up.

    “Are you okay?”

    “We’re gonna be late. Don’t we need to go?”

    “Go where?”

    “Dinner, remember? With your dad.” I shot up, knowing that the flu alone wouldn’t make her crazy.

    “Ash, I’ll be right back, okay?” I told her. She nodded. I ran to my dad’s room and barged right in. “Dad… wake up.” I shook him until he indicated he was still alive. He rubbed his eyes and sat up.

    “What’s going on? What time is it?”

    “Ashley’s delirious. She thinks it’s Sunday and that we’re going to be late to go out for dinner.”

    “Get her dressed, we need to take her to the hospital,” Karen said. “Make sure she stays awake, too.”

    “I’ll call Ben,” my dad added.

     

    We managed to arrive at the hospital twenty minutes later, despite the fact that I had basically become hysterical, and my dad had to carry Ashley down the stairs. Ben met us outside the emergency room with a stretcher; he wasn’t on shift, but he had offered to come. After getting her onto the stretcher, he told us that he would have to take her to get some tests done. My dad and Karen stayed in the waiting room while I went with her, holding her hand the whole time.

    “How long has she been exhibiting symptoms?”

    “She complained of a headache and a stiff neck 2 nights ago. She said she wasn’t feeling well and she had a high fever so I gave her some Tylenol. Yesterday she just kept getting worse… she started throwing up, too. And then early this morning she woke up and thought it was Sunday. She had no clue where she was.” I was crying by the end of it. He patted my back with his free hand and soon we were in a hospital room.

    “Spencer, I think you should go wait with your father.”

    “No… I’m not going to…”

    “Really, it’s just going to be an obstacle for the doctors. I promise you that I’ll come get you if… anything happens,” Ben assured me. I nodded, the tears pouring down my face. Shaking, I kissed Ashley’s forehead and told her I loved her before leaving. When I got back to the waiting room, my father enveloped me in a hug and I cried into his shoulder for awhile, as he assured me everything was going to be alright.

    The next 20 hours or so were terrible. A doctor or nurse would come out every few hours for the sole purpose of telling us they had no idea what was wrong with her, and they still had a lot of tests to run. I couldn’t sleep; foolishly, I felt that my consciousness was keeping Ashley alive and if I let my guard down, even for an hour, she would die.

    Early the next morning, Ben came in, chart in hand. I hoped he would finally have an answer. And he did.

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    Comments

    1. Horray!!! its happy day in post land. all my fave guilty pleasures have been updated….though i must admit i’m quite concerned about dear Ash. *prays the Clomle will fly in to the story and save the day with her doctorly know how.* excellent post.

    2. You must post more now! I am reaching a breaking point here. I feel like I could go into that waiting room and just cry with Spence. Ash better be ok. Make her bettter now! I demand that you post more and heal her…pretty please with sad puppy dog eyes? Anyway…Love this story! PMS!

    3. I second everything Az said its fine to leave us hanging but not with something like this and we dont even know when ur gonna post again and im gonna drive myslef crazy like usual

    4. If im not mistaken the title of this story is ‘Grow Old With ME’! Okay so old means old, as in old age..they are not young..nothing bad can happen right? I swear to buddha that if anything happens I will literally put my face under the nearest elephant!!! You CANT do this to me!! I mean..what..what would I do with out Ash or Spencer? killing is BAD!! NO killing!! *breaks down into hysterics* excuse myslef while i go drown! PMS, I cant hold my breath that long!!!=(

    5. I hope that Ashley will be okay!!! I am so glad that they found out what is wrong with her. I just hope that it isn’t anything BAD!!!! PMS and just to tell you again, I LOVE YOUR STORYLINE!!!!!!

    6. Am i allowed to do the little “I know what’s wrong with Ashley dance” just to taunt everyone else? Awww, I’m NOT! Damn. Oh well, since everyone else is wondering, and I want you to continue the damn story, hurry up and post again. Or I’ll sic my cat on you. I’m tellin’ you man, when she gets affectionate she can bug you for HOURS.

    7. Great update, this story is by far my favorite!! I hope Ashley is okay. Send her my best!So…it’s my 21st birthday tomorrow, and the only other thing that I want besides a girlfriend is an update on your fanfic!!! PLEASE, make my birthday wish come true!!

    8. Horray!!! its happy day in post land. all my fave guilty pleasures have been updated….though i must admit i’m quite concerned about dear Ash. *prays the Clomle will fly in to the story and save the day with her doctorly know how.* excellent post.

    9. You must post more now! I am reaching a breaking point here. I feel like I could go into that waiting room and just cry with Spence. Ash better be ok. Make her bettter now! I demand that you post more and heal her…pretty please with sad puppy dog eyes? Anyway…Love this story! PMS!

    10. I second everything Az said its fine to leave us hanging but not with something like this and we dont even know when ur gonna post again and im gonna drive myslef crazy like usual

    11. If im not mistaken the title of this story is ‘Grow Old With ME’! Okay so old means old, as in old age..they are not young..nothing bad can happen right? I swear to buddha that if anything happens I will literally put my face under the nearest elephant!!! You CANT do this to me!! I mean..what..what would I do with out Ash or Spencer? killing is BAD!! NO killing!! *breaks down into hysterics* excuse myslef while i go drown! PMS, I cant hold my breath that long!!!=(

    12. I hope that Ashley will be okay!!! I am so glad that they found out what is wrong with her. I just hope that it isn’t anything BAD!!!! PMS and just to tell you again, I LOVE YOUR STORYLINE!!!!!!

    13. Am i allowed to do the little “I know what’s wrong with Ashley dance” just to taunt everyone else? Awww, I’m NOT! Damn. Oh well, since everyone else is wondering, and I want you to continue the damn story, hurry up and post again. Or I’ll sic my cat on you. I’m tellin’ you man, when she gets affectionate she can bug you for HOURS.

    14. Great update, this story is by far my favorite!! I hope Ashley is okay. Send her my best!So…it’s my 21st birthday tomorrow, and the only other thing that I want besides a girlfriend is an update on your fanfic!!! PLEASE, make my birthday wish come true!!

    15. Oh sweet baby Jesus, PLEASE don’t let my Blackberry crap out on me during my business trip this week! This is some “edge of your seat” type shiznit, Kozmic! Memo to my Blackberry: If I’m faced with limited Internet access, you’ll be faced with the wall. Please post soon Kozmic and I’ll do my best to comment during this week. Regarding the root beer float, if I could get one I’d be golden. I went to A&W the other day to get one and an employee told me, with the utmost attitude, that they were “out of ice cream. Order something else.” I should have asked her for a cup of the Haterade that she must have been sipping…clearly she had just refueled her hating capabilities after a long shift with a nice cold glass of Haterade. Holla, Kozmic!

    16. Oh sweet baby Jesus, PLEASE don’t let my Blackberry crap out on me during my business trip this week! This is some “edge of your seat” type shiznit, Kozmic! Memo to my Blackberry: If I’m faced with limited Internet access, you’ll be faced with the wall. Please post soon Kozmic and I’ll do my best to comment during this week. Regarding the root beer float, if I could get one I’d be golden. I went to A&W the other day to get one and an employee told me, with the utmost attitude, that they were “out of ice cream. Order something else.” I should have asked her for a cup of the Haterade that she must have been sipping…clearly she had just refueled her hating capabilities after a long shift with a nice cold glass of Haterade. Holla, Kozmic!

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