A New York Future
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A New York Future: Chapter 8


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Story: Complete - Chapters: 17/17 - Created: Jul 17, 2012 - Updated: Apr 13, 2022
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“It is working just not fast enough” Dr Fitzgerald sighed softly as he sat down behind his desk and watched both Kurt’s and Blaine’s faces fall at the news. They both expected this news but they also held the slightest little bit of hope. “We’re going to change up the dosage of the drugs and the frequency of the treatments and see how it goes”
“See how it goes?” Kurt sighed softly. Squeezing his hand gently, Blaine wanted Kurt to know that everything would be ok.
“Cancer is unpredictable, we can only ever see how it goes. This new course of treatment will be stronger and more intense”
“When will Kurt start the new treatment?” Blaine asked as he noticed Kurt sitting there frozen.
“Early next week”
“For how long?” Kurt spoke up softly
“One treatment with 28 days recovery”
“Four weeks? I only had two weeks between each treatment before...”
“Like I said, it will be more intense. You will need the longer recovery time”
“Because the nausea and all the wonderful side effects of this stupid treatment are just going to get worse right?” Kurt snapped softly. He didn’t want everything to get worse; he just wanted it all to get better. He needed it all to get better.
“Yes” Dr Fitzgerald nodded “You had a 6 cycle treatment last time. I would like to cut it down to four and...”
“See how it goes”
“Yes. Like with every treatment, I’ll get you to come in for a blood test before hand. I wish I had better news for you Kurt, I’m sorry”
“Thank you Dr Fitzgerald” Blaine smiled as he and Kurt stood. Shaking the doctor’s hand, the pair left his office in silence. Feeling like it was the day Kurt was diagnosed all over again, Kurt and Blaine walked out of the hospital without a word. “Are you gonna talk to me, Kurt?”
“Was I stupid to hope that the cancer was gone? That this was all over?” Kurt asked softly as Blaine wrapped an arm around his waist as they walked. Kissing his boyfriend’s temple softly, Blaine pulled him closer.
“It’s not stupid because I hoped it was over too”
“Four more months...”
“We can handle four more months”
“I’ll be sick for Claire’s birthday” he pointed out “I’ll be sick for your birthday”
“But if all goes well you’ll be fine for your own birthday and Claire’s first day of school next September”
“That’s my goal” Kurt smiled weakly and looked at Blaine “I want to be healthy so we can take Claire to her first day of Kindergarten. Even if it means I have to stop treatment for a little bit, I am taking her to school without a catheter under my shirt”
Blaine stopped Kurt just as they got back to the car and rested his hands on his boyfriend’s shoulders “I want you to just focus on the next four months ok? I know you want to be well for Claire’s first day but that’s over a year away. We’ve gotta take this one day at a time”
“You’re always gonna be my voice of reason aren’t you?”
“I just want you to be healthy again. I want us to put this stupid disease in the past so we can look forward to our future. I love you” Blaine smiled and pressed his lips to Kurt’s forehead softly. Sighing softly, Blaine stepped back and put his hand to his boyfriend’s forehead “Last time you didn’t tell me you had a fever you were diagnosed with cancer. Dammit Kurt”
“I guess I haven’t managed to hide the cough very well either, have I?”
“We are going back into that hospital and you are going to get yourself checked out”
“We have to go get Claire...”
“I’ve had Rachel ready on speed dial all day. I’ll give her a call”
“Do you put someone on speed dial every time I have a doctor’s appointment, just in case?” Kurt chuckled. Blaine had a habit of always having someone ready to look after Claire on the day of his doctor’s appointments.
“Yes”
“You never think they’re going to end well?”
“I never know when you and I just might need some time alone” Blaine answered honestly as he took his boyfriend’s hands “Come on, let’s get you back inside”

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“Go home Blaine” Nurse Isabelle laughed as she joined the exhausted looking teenager standing outside Kurt’s hospital room. Exiled outside, Blaine had to watch the doctor’s assess his boyfriend’s lung infection he’d come down with.
“Did I give this to him? Or Claire bringing something home from pre-school?” Blaine sighed leaning against a neighbouring wall and ran his hands through his hair “Did we make him sick?”
“It could have been anything. It could have been someone you passed on the street” she smiled weakly and rested her hand on his arm “His immune system has been attacked by chemo for the last 18 weeks, he has the highest chance of picking up the smallest infections at the moment”
“And no-one decided to tell me that?”
“Knowing you; you would have put that poor boy in a bubble”
“Is that such a bad thing?” Blaine chuckled “They’re not going to let me stay with him tonight are they?”
“No but he’ll be fine” Isabelle assured him “He’s getting the antibiotics and oxygen he needs. Now he just needs to rest”
“Will they let me in if I come back in the morning?”
“Not until visiting hours. This isn’t the chemo ward; the nurses don’t melt at your school boy charm down here” she smirked “Go home, get some sleep and come back later tomorrow. Kurt will be fine, he will be asleep the whole time you’re gone”
“I just don’t like leaving him” Blaine sighed softly and got up off the wall “But I’ll go home”
“They will call you if anything happens”
“I swear this day cannot get any worse...”

End Notes: Uh.... Oh....Your thoughts?

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Please help Kurt get better!!!! A lung infection often progresses to pneamonia in cancer patients which not many can survive :-(Warn me now if this story will not end with Klaine happy and healthy in their old age, I cannot continue to read thinking Kurt will die.Will we see nice Sebastian again? I like him as long as he is not trying to seperate my boys.

please dont make me hate you