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Cody POV
1-12-15
I woke up to hacking noises and coughing. I felt around for Grace but did not feel her.
Her IV tubes were hanging limp on the bed.
"Grace?"
The light was on in her bathroom.
I shuffled over to the bathroom.
"Are you okay? You're not supposed to be up!"
She was leaning against the wall.
"Cody. I'm fine. Go back to bed."
"No you're not!"
"Really, I'm fi-" she was cut off by her coughing.
A flow of bright red mucus came out of her mouth.
"I'm going to get help!"
I sprinted down the hallway.
"Grace is coughing up blood," I told nurse Patricia.
"Got it, Cody," she said calmly as she got out of her desk.
They took her away for a CT scan and a lung X-ray. The nurses told me that Grace was going to go to New York to meet with another panel of doctors as soon as possible.

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