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Finally, she drew away, and I spotted a look of intrigue in her eyes. “You have three kidneys. It’s standard to leave the old kidneys in the body when a kidney transplant takes place. I’m guessing you had the transplant less than a year ago?”
“Yes,” I told her.
“You needed the transplant because of your lupus,” she stated. It wasn’t a question. Her magic had told her everything that was wrong with me. Dr. Metzi turned to her computer and began typing. I couldn’t wrap my head around how quickly she had diagnosed me. If I’d had access to healers years ago, I wouldn’t have waited two years to get my diagnosis.
“I noticed some scars on your leg,” Dr. Metzi said. She glanced downward, like she could see the scars even though they were covered by my pants.
I shrugged casually. “I had a bit of a run in with monsters from hell.”
Her eyes lit up, looking intrigued. “Can I see?”
I lifted the hem of my pants to show her the twisted scars. Grammy’s herbs had helped after I’d fought off the monsters that crawled out of the demon’s pit a few months ago, but the wounds had been very deep. The herbs kept the injuries from getting infected, but the scars were still red and dimpled.
Dr. Metzi looked over my legs. “Since the injuries have already healed over, I can’t completely get rid of the scars, but we can heal some of the redness to reduce their appearance.”
“I would love that,” I said.
Dr. Metzi was gentle with me as she rolled my pant leg up further. She propped my foot up on her knee, and her soft hands curled around my leg. That warm white magic began to glow again. There was a dull ache in my leg I’d become so accustomed to that I hadn’t even realized was there until her magic made it feel better. Before my very eyes, the twisted red scars on my leg began to smooth out, and the redness subsided. They weren’t completely gone, but they blended in with my skin better.
My eyebrows shot up. “Wow, that’s amazing! You said you can heal broken bones, too? My fiancé has been having problems with his leg since he broke it a few months ago. Can your magic help with that?”
“Yes, absolutely,” she replied brightly. “I can see him after I’m done here with you.”
Another idea struck me, though I was nervous to ask. I drew a deep breath. “Can you also heal mental illness?”
Dr. Metzi frowned. “Mental health is one of the few things healing magic can’t fix. The brain is so complicated. It’s difficult to fix chemical imbalances with medicine, let alone using magic to fix it. We can help clear the mind and take a bit of the edge off, but we can’t cure it.”
“Oh,” I said flatly. That was disappointing to hear.
“We have mental health specialists on staff if you need to talk to someone,” she offered.
“I was asking for my fiancé,” I said. “I’ll let him know.”
She nodded kindly. “Of course. Let me know if you have any other questions. We’re here to help. For now, let’s get you a treatment plan.”
Dr. Metzi asked me a lot of questions about my lupus and my kidney transplant—like when I was diagnosed, if I had any complications with the transplant, if I had allergies to any medications, and more. We talked for a long time about my health, and it felt like she really cared and wasn’t just trying to rush me out the door so she could see her next patient.
“What medications are you currently taking?” she asked.
I told her, but quickly added, “I get headaches from my meds, though.”
She frowned as she typed something into the computer. “Although the brand you take for your immunosuppressants is common, headaches are a well-known side effect. However, there are alternatives. I’m going to put you on something new. I’m sending the prescription to the pharmacy now. You’ll be able to pick it up down the hall before you leave.”
“Thank you,” I told her.
“Of course,” she said. “That’s what I’m here for. If you’re all right with it, I’m going to give you a full-body healing treatment that should make you feel better for a couple of weeks. We’ll get rid of some aches and pains, and get some of your energy back. Then I’ll walk you down to the pharmacy to show you where to get your prescriptions. Obviously, healing magic isn’t a replacement for your pills, so you’ll have to keep taking them daily.”
“I understand,” I told her.
When I walked out of that exam room, it felt like walking out of a day at the spa. Dr. Metzi’s treatment made me feel refreshed and focused.
She showed me where the pharmacy was, then left to talk to Lucas while I waited for my prescriptions to be filled. When I returned to the waiting room, Dr. Metzi was gone, and Lucas was right where I left him, flexing his foot like he’d just gotten a new leg.
“I take it Dr. Metzi worked her magic?” I asked as I approached.
“Literally. The ache in my bones is gone.” Lucas raised the hand that he’d sliced earlier and wiggled his fingers. The bandage was gone, and the skin looked like it’d never been cut at all. “Good as new.”
I lifted my bag from the pharmacy. “And I got my meds. This place is like a dream.”
