Page 43 of Mercy
“What if I die?”
“That’s not an option. You're the strongest girl I’ve ever met. Besides, we have movies to watch.”
“You want to watch another movie?”
“Yes, it’s your choice this time.”
“Oh! Can we watch Frozen? It’s my favorite.”
“As soon as you wake up, we’ll watch it,” Mercy says.
“Dr. Lexington,” Mercy says, “Can she eat Jell-O tonight?”
“Well, that’s Dr. Kane’s call but it should be fine.”
“Okay, as long as he says it’s okay, I’ll get you Jell-O. What’s your favorite flavor?”
“Red. Duh. That’s everyone’s favorite,” Ivy giggles.
Mercy laughs, “Oh good, I was worried that you might be one of those weirdos that prefer green Jell-O. Gross!”
And just like that, this little girl that’s in so much pain, is giggling.
“I’ll be there by the time you are done with your quick surgery, okay?”
It won’t be a quick surgery, I know that. But Ivy doesn’t need to know how serious this is.
“I can’t wait. Bye Mercy.”
I take over, “Hey, she’s being transferred to the sixth floor. I’ll meet you up there.”
“Okay, doctor, see you there.”
A few minutes later, the nurses come in and preps her for surgery.
“Don’t let me go to the bottom,” she says to one of the nurses.
It takes her a minute to realize what she’s talking about, but she recovers quickly, “Not a chance, honey,” she says with a wink.
“You’ll be just fine, Ivy. Dr. Kane is an excellent surgeon,” I say.
“I wish you would do my surgery.”
“No, you don’t,” I chuckle. “This is his specialty. Mine is cancer, trust me he’ll do a much better job than I would.”
She shakes her head, “You’re the best, you could do anything.”
I can’t stifle my huge grin, “Oh Ivy, you’re such a special girl. The most beautiful princess in the whole world.”
She giggles and says, “Nope, Mercy is.”
I can’t disagree with that, so I just smile, “I'll see you soon, sweet girl.”
They wheel her bed out to surgery. I’ve guaranteed this little girl will live, which I shouldn’t have because that is not something I can ever be sure about. It could be a basic surgery, and we can’t ensure that a patient will live through it. Several things can go wrong.
I walk out to the nurse’s station. “Why hadn’t Ivy been checked on while I was gone?”
Nurse Gail glances at me with wide eyes, “We got busy, I’m sorry, doctor.”
