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“Milo, don’t be rude, she’s just doing her job.”
Dr. Bay waved me off. “It’s okay, I know this can become repetitive, and you don’t want to be here.”
Milo didn’t say anything, but he was kicking his legs as if he were itching to get out.
“Your counts came in and while I’m happy to report your red blood cells continue to be unaffected, your platelets dropped as did your white blood cells.”
“Low like how they were when we came to the ER?”
“No, but they are just under ten thousand, and while you’re showing no signs like petechiae or anything, because we are still waiting for results, I’d like to do another IVIG and see if his body responds better to it a second time.”
I looked over at Milo, who was staring at his shoes, tears barely holding on.
“You did warn us last week when you saw they were declining that if they got lower you’d suggest this.”
“I feel this is the best thing right now.”
“Milo?” I reached over and tapped his foot.
“Uhm…is Finch in the hospital?”
Just hearing Finch’s name made butterflies in my stomach flutter around.
“Finch?” Dr. Bay tilted her head. “He might be, why?”
“You gotta put an IV in, right?”
She nodded. “It’s how we administer the IVIG.”
“Can…can he do it?”
She glanced at me but I had no idea what they were allowed to do or if he was even here because he’d never let me know his next day off.
“Give me a minute; I’ll check.”
When she left, I didn’t say anything to Milo. Regardless of how I was hurt that Finch hadn’t returned my text, if Milo wanted Finch here I’d choke on my feelings.
Dr. Bay entered with a smile. “He is in today, working emergency, but we can get him up here to put your IV in. We get requests sometimes and if we can make this easier on our young patients, we will do it.”
Milo ducked his head and tried to hide himself wiping his cheeks.
“Thanks.”
“You’re welcome. How about we go to the infusion room? He was told he was needed up there.”
Milo hopped down, any sadness he was harboring suddenly gone as he followed behind Dr. Bay.
“Does Finch know he’s coming up here for Milo?” I asked.
“I’m not sure what the nurse told him, just that she’d tell him he was needed somewhere.” She studied me for a spell. “Is there an issue of any kind?”
“Oh no, I didn’t want to take Finch away from someone else. I know he and Milo bonded, and I’d hate to think that we were responsible for him abandoning a patient.”
Dr. Bay chuckled. “That’s a lot to unpack, but know if he couldn’t come up he’d have said so.”
The infusion room was a large room with windows, reclining chairs, toys, televisions, a snack bar, and a nurses’ station. It wasn’t the sterile setup I’d assumed it would be.
As we passed curtained areas, my heart ached more and more. Kids of all ages, some having gone through more than most adults I’ve met. They smiled as tubes came off their bodies, like they weren’t fighting for their lives at all.
