| 7:47a |
Expelled Heart
From where I can remember, I was at work & Bob was sending a few certain persons out to take this test. It had something to do with the Legion, but it also would put us in a position to do something; I can’t remember what. Bob wanted me to take it. We had to go downtown, so a bunch of us left and I followed Lauren (the student worker). But then I decided to stop and see how Spoon was doing before going there. I think that’s what I did, b/c the next thing I remember I was at Spoon’s place. He was sick and he had thrown up this huge thing - when he showed it to me I told him it looked like his heart. Indeed, it was. He said the doctors had sent him home saying there was nothing really wrong with him, but then he threw this up once he got home. I begged him to go back to the doctor - and that I would go with him, as I was feeling sick, too (before I went to bed last night I was feeling nauseated and continued to do so in my dreams). I knew I needed to go and take this test - but I was too worried about Spoon. I asked him how long he thought he could live without his heart, and he said he’d probably be okay for about a week, but after that he didn’t think long. He was very nonchalant about it - in that carefree-Spoon way. He just said it very matter of fact, but it upset me to think that he would die and I hugged him. I convinced him to go to the doctor. We went and they were going to take some blood. I called Bob to let him know I couldn’t make it to the test and he told me Johanna (a woman that works in Boilers right now) had fallen over the weekend and hit her head. She was in a coma, and if she didn’t wake up in nine days they were going to pull the plug on her. The next thing I remember was Spoon and I trying to figure out a way I could get a doctor’s excuse (b/c I ended up not seeing one) since I had no time left at work. I remembered having an old, blank one (for some reason) and told him I’d fill that out. Then the alarm went off.
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