could not say how many times she would have heard that sentence , just knew it was a favorite of Dr. O'Connor, who came to her as soon as he observed that Carol was in the room by more than half an hour. He was so pending on Harold that it seemed he didn't want anyone to approach him, including her. She had to admit that she had never liked him. Willingly had dismisse d that guy, but had been hired by express wish of her husband, and while she also didn't know the reasons which led him to take such a decision, she must abide and respect it, as absurd as it turned out to be that he decided to put himself in the hands of a stranger to the detriment of his trusted doctor of lifetime, Dr. Stevens. O 'Connor took care of everything, he took more powers than such derived of his job. He decided what should be the right treatment, when and where tests and examinations should be done, the name of the clinics and specialists, visits schedules and the duration thereof. He was strict and intrusive, limited visits to the fullest, and he was always pending to the other side of the door. Carol stood up and motioned to the doctor that both of them left the room and were to the hall. Once there she answered moodily.
- And you must understand that I have hardly had a chance to be by his side since he took ill, and that the shoc k was tremendous. He was so fine , so full of hope, so full of life ... and suddenly .... I do not understand!
- These diseases are in this way. Notified when it is too late - O'Connor replied, undeterred --
- So ... do you still think that there is no hope? I've heard of a center specializing in brain tumors, in San Francisco. - Carol asked in a tone of despair -
- It's your right to seek another opinion. However, the evidence is such that unfortunately we have no room for doubt. Moreover, in his delicate situation should not submit to more tests and mu ch less to operations. The more quiet he is, the more he can feel good.
- I don't understand neither why he talks so little and so inconsistently. I understand that is exhausted, but sometimes, when I talk to him it's as if he were absent. And when he answered, his arguments look like a child.
- The depth and characteristics of the tumor, together with the committed and delicate operation that has been subjected, have meant that some areas of his brain are severely damaged. For you understand me, we could say that it's just as if he had unleashed a kind of ... Alzheimer, it happens often in such cases.
- Tell me then what I can do to help? - Carol tone was returning to be of a person who felt powerless, unable to find a way to help the man she loved -
- Unfortunately, in his state, there may be times when he even barely recognize you. All you can do is f ollow ing by his side, giving love, that surely he understand s it and that helps him. But remember, above al l, needs rest. The medication, chemotherapy, is very aggressive.
Carol retired to her room, she threw himself on the bed and began to mourn. Even being a strong woman who always had fought to the limits of her possibilities, she felt overwhelmed, fragile and without resour ces. She reproached herself her attitude, refused to accept that she could only be ready for what was coming, but was forced to admit that nothing more could do about it.
XXI
Kelly felt a slap of moisture going down the aircraft steps. The feeling was similar to that she had perceived in her travels to the Caribbean, except that it was accompanied by a strange smell that was hard to identi fy. She thought people that say that air does not smell were not right. She liked to travel, but preferred to do in h er leisure time. She had been in many places of the world: Mexico, Central America, Europe, India, Nepal, Algeria, Senegal, Australia ... and she could swear that the first impact in the form of odor was never the same. It probably would be complicated to explain in a scientific standpoint, but she perceived
- And you must understand that I have hardly had a chance to be by his side since he took ill, and that the shoc k was tremendous. He was so fine , so full of hope, so full of life ... and suddenly .... I do not understand!
- These diseases are in this way. Notified when it is too late - O'Connor replied, undeterred --
- So ... do you still think that there is no hope? I've heard of a center specializing in brain tumors, in San Francisco. - Carol asked in a tone of despair -
- It's your right to seek another opinion. However, the evidence is such that unfortunately we have no room for doubt. Moreover, in his delicate situation should not submit to more tests and mu ch less to operations. The more quiet he is, the more he can feel good.
- I don't understand neither why he talks so little and so inconsistently. I understand that is exhausted, but sometimes, when I talk to him it's as if he were absent. And when he answered, his arguments look like a child.
- The depth and characteristics of the tumor, together with the committed and delicate operation that has been subjected, have meant that some areas of his brain are severely damaged. For you understand me, we could say that it's just as if he had unleashed a kind of ... Alzheimer, it happens often in such cases.
- Tell me then what I can do to help? - Carol tone was returning to be of a person who felt powerless, unable to find a way to help the man she loved -
- Unfortunately, in his state, there may be times when he even barely recognize you. All you can do is f ollow ing by his side, giving love, that surely he understand s it and that helps him. But remember, above al l, needs rest. The medication, chemotherapy, is very aggressive.
Carol retired to her room, she threw himself on the bed and began to mourn. Even being a strong woman who always had fought to the limits of her possibilities, she felt overwhelmed, fragile and without resour ces. She reproached herself her attitude, refused to accept that she could only be ready for what was coming, but was forced to admit that nothing more could do about it.
XXI
Kelly felt a slap of moisture going down the aircraft steps. The feeling was similar to that she had perceived in her travels to the Caribbean, except that it was accompanied by a strange smell that was hard to identi fy. She thought people that say that air does not smell were not right. She liked to travel, but preferred to do in h er leisure time. She had been in many places of the world: Mexico, Central America, Europe, India, Nepal, Algeria, Senegal, Australia ... and she could swear that the first impact in the form of odor was never the same. It probably would be complicated to explain in a scientific standpoint, but she perceived
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