DON
The sharp scent of the hospital filled my nostrils as we entered. It was finally the day of our appointment with the doctor and Sandra was very excited.
“Oh, I'm so excited, Don. What do you think the doctor will say to us?” Sandra held on to my hands, her eyes flashing with excitement.
I managed a very weak smile. “Yes, my sweetheart. The doctor will definitely give us a good report. You don't have to worry.”
“Who said anything about being worried? I'm only excited.” She smiled.
She's excited, but I'm not. What an Irony.
Doctor Francis has been my doctor for the longest time, and he is the one we were going to see today. There was heavy air in my chest, and I couldn't fight it.
The consultation room was small, but very confined for a doctor. Doctor Francis, whom I had met earli
