Chapter
30
Sure enough, a few days later, Angela
was sick in bed. She was sneezing, coughing, had the sniffles, and
couldn't keep anything she ate down. Krista was getting fed up of
hearing her best friend complain, and she just didn't want to get sick herself.
"You're going to the
doctor," Krista stated.
"No, I'm not. I'll be
fine," Angela said stubbornly.
“You said that three days ago.
And you haven't gotten any better since then."
"I'm not going."
"Oh yes you are! I'm
calling right now."
Angela sighed in frustration and threw
herself back on the bed. Suddenly, she felt a wave of nausea sweep over her and
she ran to the bathroom. She tried throwing up, but there was nothing in
her stomach.
This sucks, she thought, out of breath on the bathroom floor.
"Angela! Where'd you
go?"
"I'm in here," she moaned
from the bathroom.
"You alright?"
"Yeah."
"Good. The doctor can see
you at 2:15pm. So rest up!"
Angela crawled back into bed and fell asleep.
Krista went out to the living room to watch TV for a couple of hours.
***
"Get in the car!" Krista
said exasperated.
"I'm going," Angela whined.
Angela eventually made it into
Krista's car and they left. "Are you feeling any better?"
Krista asked.
When she got no response, she looked
over to see Angela nodding off. She just smiled and went back to
driving.
They eventually reached the doctor's
office, and Krista woke Angela up to help her in. She gave the
receptionist Angela's name and they took her right in.
"Do you want me to stay in her
with you?" Krista wondered.
"Yeah. You think I'm gonna
make any rational decisions while practically falling asleep?"
"No. But do you ever make
any rational decisions?"
"Hey now! I get a couple in
there once in a while!"
Krista just smiled at her as the
doctor came in.
"Hello," he said,
"Hi," the girls replied.
"I'm Dr. Stevens. You two
new to the area?"
"Yeah," Krista replied.
"We moved here from Lexington, Kentucky about six months ago."
"Well, welcome to Orlando then.
So," he said, looking down at his folder. "Angela, what
seems to be the problem?"
"I was dancing out in the rain a
few days ago. I know it sounds weird, but it was a lot of fun at the
time. Anyway, now I'm coughing, sneezing, I'm all stuffed up, and I'm
constantly sick to my stomach."
"OK," he said, writing
everything down. "Let me take your temperature." He stuck the
thermometer in her mouth. It wasn't long before he pulled it out and
looked at it. "You do have a slight fever Angela. It sounds
like you have the virus that's been going around. I can't prescribe any
medications for this; you have to ride it out. You'll just have to rest
for a few days and drink plenty of fluids. Only eat what appeals to you
and when you do feel a bit hungry. If you do feel achy, take some Tylenol.
You should be feeling alot better by the end of the week. Take care
Angela. It was nice meeting both of you," Dr. Stevens concluded and
was out the door.
"That wasn't so bad," Angela
yawned.
"No. It wasn't,"
Krista agreed. "But for some reason, I have a funny feeling about
his diagnosis."
***
