Twenty one

I thought waiting for school examination results was hard, but waiting for my test result is harder. I can't bring myself to get a good night's rest as my mind was on different possibilities. What exactly could be wrong with me? Only one thought keeps coming to my mind but I just can't bring myself to open up to the idea of that being the problem.

I take deep breaths before entering the now-familiar hospital. The hospital isn't as loud or I'd say busy as it was the last time I came here with Baxter. I try not to stare at the sick patients walking around the hospital. I can never get used to the sight of the hospital. I wait a while at the reception because doctor Billy is busy with a patient. After waiting for twenty minutes I am asked to go in as soon as a young man walks out of the office angrily. I don't want to start to imagine what went down in there. I smile at the lady as I entered the office.

"Good morning, "Billy greets, stretching his hand forward indicating I si