Six Times A Day Spacer X Novels & Stories

“Can I have them now?” Richard counted out a reduced amount and placed them in my hand without saying a word, setting the bottle back on the desk. I swallowed them without water. “You have exceeded the daily dose.” He muttered as he placed the bottle on the desk. “Doctor Shin’s prescription was morning and evening. Not every hour.” “You nag more than my dad.” I dropped back to my chair and pressed two fingers to my temple. “My ears are genuinely about to bleed.” “But they aren’t, which means I am clearly not nagging enough.” Richard joked as he picked up the iPad. “A message came in.”

I don’t have time to ruin myself again. I slide off the mattress quiet, bare feet smacking soft against the wood. Seth doesn’t move. Good. My bag’s under the desk. I crouch low and yank it open, digging past notebooks and wrappers till my fingers close around the bottle. White label, torn edges, the fucker’s old but the pills still work. Risperdal, 2mg tabs, tiny as shit but punch like a brick to the skull. I pop the cap and dump one into my palm, thumb rolling it over once before shoving it back on my tongue and swallowing dry.

Like a blank page. The problem was the word *therapeutic.* There was a precise dosing window. Too little and his natural scent bled through. Too much and his body began metabolizing them faster to compensate, which required higher doses to achieve the same effect, which accelerated the depletion rate, which meant he could run out faster than projected. He had a three-month supply. The plan was to be finished in six weeks, eight at the outside. *Eight weeks,* he reminded himself. *Find Lyra in eight weeks.*

On it were several labelled pill bottles and a printed medication schedule. "Firstly," Dr. Rain began, pointing to a bottle, "this is your antibiotic. Take one capsule every eight hours to prevent any potential infection. It's crucial to complete the full course, even if you're feeling better." She moved to the next bottle. "This is a mild analgesic for pain management. Take one tablet every six hours as needed, but do not exceed four tablets in twenty-four hours." Tessa listened intently, nodding as Dr. Rain continued.

“Edsel, I can feel my body at any stage, you don't have to hide it from me, no matter how bad the result is, I can accept it.” Edsel choked back a sob. “Sorry Shane, it's because I'm useless, I still can't find a way to cure the virus in your body.” His hands trembled as he handed the test paper to Shane and continued. “The inhibitor has been used too many times, your body has produced antibodies. From the first time, inject once every seven days, the next time, inject once every five days, now inject once every three days, even if you get sick, you have to inject. Wait until your body fully adapts to the effects of the inhibitor, it will no longer be able to suppress the virus.”

he said casually, “how am I supposed to take this?” His tone was criminally normal considering he had just pushed my heartbeat into survival mode. I stared at the glass in his hand for two full seconds before my brain restarted. “…When symptoms flare up, once a day. One capsule each time.” “That simple?” I forced myself to recover enough to answer dryly, “What were you expecting? A peer-reviewed research paper attached?” Julian laughed softly under his breath. His head tilted downward slightly as he smiled, and I watched his throat move when he swallowed the laugh back.

He reached for a small pack of medication and handed it to me. “These are the drugs you’ll be taking. You’ll come weekly for checkups and monthly to restock your medication.” I stared at the drugs in my hands. “Are these expensive?” “Yes, they are.” He adjusted his glasses. “But the good thing is that we have a sponsor, and these medications are being provided free for the first three months. So for now, you don’t need to worry about payment. You’ll only pay for other tests.” Sponsor? Did he mean the El Camino family?

When I got in the car, I opened the medicine box, and there were three tablets inside. "What is the course of this medicine?" When I was about to call Shelton and ask him how should Glenn eat it, my phone rang first. It was Shelton. I answered the phone and he said, "This medicine can only be used for one pill at a time. The interval between each pill must be 24 hours. It can't be more or less." "I see." I nodded. I thought he was just telling me how to take the medicine. But as soon as I finished, he said, "This medicine is made according to the weight of Glenn, so he must eat all the pills. If you want to take one to study, I don't care. But if there is anything wrong with Glenn, don't com

“Layken, I moved your car over and parked it for you. Here are your keys. Is everything going alright with you two?” “Thank you, Tambre. Yes, I think we are okay now. We are still mulling issues over.” “Harper, I bought a six-pack of Gatorade and put it in the refrigerator for you, and I have these for you,” Tambre says, handing a bottle of pills over to Harper and she takes the pill bottle from her. “These pills are Phenagren. They are for nausea and vomiting. You can take a single dose every six hours when needed.”

He looked at Doctor Rebekah and sought, "Doctor, how regular is regular? As in... how often should we make love?" Tessa blushed profusely. She nudged Aaron's side and rounded her eyes at him, giving him the 'what kind of question is that?' look. Doctor Rebekah chuckled, knowing what Aaron was asking. She laced her hands on the table and said, "Well, since you're both healthy, you can just go with the flow and do it whenever you can." Aaron felt like he had hit the jackpot. His smile grew bigger as he glanced at Tessa and proclaimed, "Since this will help with my legs... I think a normal dose of medication is ideal. So, how about doing it three times a day, in the morning, afternoon and eveni