Forever together (1)

Thursday 2017

"A 'fog' throughout the brain that appears to cause the patient to wither, causing only a few simple symptoms in the early stages, and almost invisible on CT scans and the like. Removing the 'fog' by surgical procedure proved impossible, because it was impalpable by any means. In later stages of the disease, problems worsen from simple symptoms to various neurological disorders, which, although they happen frequently, leave no permanent damage and heal over time. The 'fog' disappears for a few years, causing all symptoms cease, and the patient is considered cured after a series of tests. Today the patient who we thought was cured, returns here after a stroke and is in a coma. "

In an office room, 5 people were sitting in lab coats, with several x-ray plates and brain images in the background showing different angles, one of the people was summarizing information from a patient, with a huge pile of papers in his hands .

"In the CT scan we did now, it shows that the 'fog' has returned, but it was sparse compared to before, and your brain is almost completely compromised." says another person sitting at the table.

"There was never anything like it in medicine, this disease is totally fascinating. What had stopped evolving before, now seems to be taking over his whole brain, to tell you the truth, I can't explain why he was doing well so far.

"Theoretically, he should at least have lost all his memories, or be someone with a mental disability a few years ago. What is even more ridiculous is that tomography doesn't always have the same results, this thing even seems to hide when it doesn't want to be seen. It makes no sense. " another person speaks with an expression of perplexity.

"Sigh... I believe we have already done our best ... The young man has resisted much longer than we expected, and he has no more than a few weeks to live. It is a pity, he has always been a good child."

"Now we need to inform Mr. and Mrs. Almeida, we already know them and have followed the condition of the young man for a few years. It is more difficult to break the news when they are close friends. Are we going together, Eduardo?"

"What a horrible thing, now that they were doing well with their lives, something like that ... Come on."

"Good luck to you. Me and the others, we will stay here taking another look at everything."

"Right."

A man and a woman in a lab coat stand up from the chair, while talking sadly and make their way out of the room.

"Maybe they were right from the start, about their blood being cursed. As stupid as it is to believe in something like that, with a great sequence of uncontrollable and meaningless things happening to them, it really makes you think superstitiously."

"I think so..."

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Inside a typical hospital room, with white accents, and some green decorations, a young man with an intubation was lying on a bed, while a child with dark circles was sitting in a chair next to him, sleeping, while holding one of the young man's hands. Outside, there was a faint whisper of some people talking, along with some sobs from someone crying.

Hearing these voices, the young man slowly begins to open his eyes, with an expression of pain, while looking everywhere in the room, until he stops eyes on the child sleeping beside him.

'Whats happening? I fainted?'

"Ouch! What is this headache?" Taking one hand to his head, Miguel closes his eyes to try to relax and relieve the pain a little, but without success.

Feeling his hand move slightly along with some grunts, the sleeping child begins to open his eyes.

"Bro? You finally woke up!" Gabriela gets up from the chair, with her teary eyes, and lies down on Miguel's chest giving him a hug.

"Hi lil sis, what happened? How many hours am I sleeping?" Miguel says in a slightly hoarse voice, returning a hug while stroking his sister's hair.

"You passed out while we were playing, and you were asleep for 6 days!" Gabriela replies with a voice that is a little tearful.

"So much?" frowning a little, she closes her eyes again, while stroking her sister's head with one hand and massaging her temple with the other.

In a short time the doors open and his father and mother appear, both with tearing eyes and dark circles totally visible, behind them were together with the two well-known doctors of the family, responsible for checking his illness, also with sad looks, and a little surprised.

"Hi dad, hi mom" say Miguel with a smile, but uncomfortable with the situation of her parents.

Unable to say a word, his mother comes to his side, and gives him a hug, bursting into tears, while Miguel, frightened, returns the hug while looking at his father, standing next to him and seeing tears streaming down his eyes.

Spending just over 10 minutes with his mother crying and sobbing as they hug, Miguel sees that she starts to calm down a little and with fear, questions:

"Mom, what happened?"

Hearing the question, his mother tries to answer, but starts to cry again and again, unable to speak a word.

"Rose, go with Gabriela to buy something for you to eat, I'll stay here with him." says his father in a hoarse voice.

"I'm not hungry, I'm going to stay!" says Gabriela with a tone of anger and tearful eyes.

Separating herself from her son's embrace, Rose nods, holds her daughter's hands as she cries, and begins to head out of the room.

"Mom, I said I will stay!"

"Daughter, go with your mother, later you'll be back."

"But dad!"

"Go." says his father in a heavy, husky tone.

Giving in to her parents, Gabriela starts to leave the room, while crying thinking about why her parents are doing this.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, the father approaches the son and gives a tight hug, slapping his back, and while trying to find words to speak while trying not to cry, his chin starts to shake as if he were immersed in a pool of cold water, your mouth opening and closing trying to find the words to say but giving up right away.

Thinking about some previous unanswered questions and the way his parents were acting now, Miguel quickly connected the dots, and realizing how his father was doing, he took the initiative to calm them down.

"Dad, you don't have to say anything." says Miguel in a low but clear voice.

"Son, you don't ..." his father replies in a hoarse voice.

"I already understand. Don't worry." cutting his father's words, Miguel tries to get him to calm down by hitting him on the back while hugging him tighter.

Spending a few minutes in the embrace, after thinking about several things, Miguel turns his eyes to the 2 doctors who were waiting by the side and asks:

"Hi Uncle Eduardo, Hi Aunt Adriana, it's been a while." says Miguel with a smile on his lips.

"Hey, kid."

"Hi Miguel. I didn't expect to see you again here." responds both Drs. with a smile of regret.

"I didn't expect to come back, too haha." Miguel replies with the same smile, thinks for a few moments, gives a sigh and says again.

"How much time do I have?"

Separating himself from the embrace, the father still with his hand on Miguel's shoulders, gives him a deep look and replies:

"Son, you have a few days before your brain is completely compromised. And a few weeks before the rest ..." replies the father, a little hesitantly.

"Miguel, we didn't actually expect you to even wake up from the coma, with how much your brain is now compromised, you should be practically in a vegetative state. But how bizarre your disease is, following almost no logic, and because we don't have basis for comparisons because it is the first recorded in history, we cannot give 100% certainty about anything. Just by you being awake now, it means that we may be wrong again. But according to logic, you have no more than a few days. I'm sorry..."

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