Take me Home

Chapter 36

"What's the point when the chance of me walking again is like getting hit by lightning." The doctor took his glasses, pulled his chair forward, so he was closer to Jade making her feel uncomfortable.

"There is another reason for therapy Jade. I assumed a smart woman like you who has served time in the army would understand how important therapy is. Not only will it help with your fine motor skills that you are having problems with, but it will also stop muscle atrophy in your legs. Therapy will also help you learn how to live a new life." Jade just rolled her eyes at the doctor. She wasn't stupid, she just didn't see the point.

"How about this Jade? You start with once a week. You are meant to be going 5 days but start at 1. Every time you go you reward yourself with a star. Get 5 stars you get to cash them in, however, the more stars you collect the bigger the reward." Jade thought about this, she could get her hands on alcohol if she accumulated enough stars, but that meant going to therapy.

"I can get anything?" She questioned, and the doctor nodded his head.

"Anything, but you must go and participate." Jade nodded her head. If it meant she could get her hands on more alcohol than she would do anything even sell her own kidneys.

"Right. Now that is sorted. Your first session is back here tomorrow at 10 am. Now we need to book you in for another CT scan. I'll see if there is anything available today if not next week is the earliest. Your skin grafts have healed well, and your recovery is going well. We can start  to reduce the amount of oxycodone you are on, but we will have to do it slowly so you don't have withdrawals.  Let me see when the next available scan is." Jade and Marcus watched as the doctor typed into his computer and Marcus smiled at Jade when she glanced over at him.

She had a frown on her face and he wondered what she was thinking about. It was good Jade agreed to go therapy, but he knew what she would request so he would have to ask the doctor about that when she went in for her CT scan.

"Jade have you given any thought to having a carer?" The doctor asked, and Jade stiffened up in her chair.

"No, I don't want one." Marcus sighed. Jade needed a carer, he would start work in the next couple of weeks and he wouldn't be around all day to help Jade. He got the call two days ago about the day he and his brother were to start work back at base.

Though they were not going on a tour soon, they still had to work. He hadn't told Jade yet, not because he was hiding it from her, but because he was trying to find the right time.

"Well, I'll give you the number again if you change your mind. There is also a CT scan available in about an hour. You are lucky, so you get the scan and come back, and we can see what they say after therapy tomorrow." They bid the doctor farewell and were given the referral for the CT scan on a different level of the hospital. Marcus pushed Jade towards the lift where they waited for it to arrive.

"Jade I think you should give the carer a go," Marcus breathed as Jade crossed her arms over her chest.

"No. I don't need one." Marcus sighed as the elevator doors opened and he pushed Jade inside.

"Jade I care for you now, what's the difference if it is a different person in your own home." He questioned and if looks could kill, he would be six feet under.

"I said I don't need one." She gritted through her teeth as the door of the elevators opened. Jade didn't wait or care how much it would hurt, but she gripped the sides of her wheelchair and with one mighty stroke pushed herself forward and away from Marcus.

Marcus watched as Jade slowly pushed herself to the desk, and all but slammed the piece of paper on the desk. He gave the poor nurse behind the desk an apologetic smile as she looked over the paper and gestured them towards the waiting bay. Again, Jade didn't wait as she pushed herself slowly. And crossed her arms and put her breaks on when she found a spot away from the few people that were in the waiting room.