137.
Devyn
A week later
It's been a week since that day and everything has been running smoothly.
The boys started preseason and currently they're in New York to play the Knicks so they left last night.
So yeah...Jordy left.
But it's okay because he'll be back tomorrow.
He made it my duty to understand to NOT have this baby while he's gone. Even though it's just a day...
Flashback
"Don't have my son while I'm gone or it's gon' be me and you." He said sternly.
"You know, these threats make me feel all tingly inside." I said and he laughs.
Before I knew what was going on, I feel a hand wrap around my throat before turning around making heavy eye contact with Jordan.
"If I come back to my son no longer being in your belly, I'ma seriously fuck you up. You understand me?" He mumbled and I raise my eyebrows as I cross my legs.
"Loud and clear."
Flashback over
So yeah, Baby Poole better keep it cute. Because daddy's not about to be mad at us.
Speaking of 'Baby Poole,' we finally figured out a name. We can't wait to share it with you guys...
But right now I just pulled up at work after taking the kids to school. I grab my bag hopping out the car before walking towards the building.
I wait right at the entrance desk before paging damn near all the surgeons in the hospital along with the Chief.
After about 10 minutes they're all here, including Dr. Avery, Roman, and Elijah.
"What's this about Steele?" Someone asked.
"Listen up." I said standing up on the steps in front of everybody.
"These past couple months since I've been back, every time some shit happens and I need you all to do your fucking jobs, I have to end up doing it myself. Brain surgeries, heart surgeries, delivering babies, everything." I began.
"I will be 33 weeks pregnant tomorrow and you all will not be disturbing my peace, I promise you that. These next couple weeks, I want to allow myself to commit to my melanoma trials and surgeries on BONES.
Don't get me wrong, I absolutely enjoyed it and I love that I'm in the midst of getting my very own procedure, it's an honor. But, I WORK ON BONES. And it's annoying that I have to practically beg you all to let me do just that." I said shaking my head.
"My patients for my trials come in today, and I'd like to dedicate my time to them. So, I don't care what fucking injuries come through the ER, take them. Do your jobs and do not contact me unless you are truly unable to do so.
And as for my Orthopedic surgeries, I will be working on them completely alone. No one will be in the OR with me. My patient will be put to sleep and everybody is free to be up in the viewing room. But I need time to myself.
These are my requests. I'm not asking you to accommodate them, I'm telling you." I said sternly.
"Now, if we're on the same page. If you'll excuse me, I'm gonna go do my job. THE ACTUAL ONE." I said walking past everybody heading to the elevator hearing footsteps behind me.
I step in turning around seeing Dr. Avery, Roman, and Elijah walking in as Roman hits the button to head upstairs.
"You good?" Dr. Avery asked and I nod.
"I'm good, let's work."
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We make it to the lab and I toss my backpack to the side before jumping right into work.
After about an hour, I get a phone call. I pull out my phone answering it. "Hello?"
"Dr. Steele, first patient has arrived." A nurse said.
"I'll be right down." I said hanging up.
"Alright, well it's time to officially start. First patient is downstairs." I said to them.
They take a deep breath before standing up. "Now or never right?" Roman asked and I nod.
"Let's go see if we can cure cancer."
I walk out the lab heading downstairs to the lobby when I see a man and woman in their late 20s.
So young...
"Here she is." The nurse said and they turn around to look at me as I put a big smile on my face.
"Dr. Steele, very nice to meet you." I said shaking their heads.
"I'm McKenna Jones, this is my husband Jerry." She said.
"Nice to meet you both. I'll be doing your procedure today." I said to her and she smiled.
"I'm looking forward to it, truly." She said.
"So am I, so let's get you set up in a room and we'll take it from there."
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After getting her set up in a room, I grab a clipboard making my way in there.
"Alright McKenna, why don't you start with when you were diagnosed and what led up to it?" I asked.
"Uh well let's see. I was diagnosed almost a month ago with Stage 4 Melanoma. They told me that I had about 7 months to live, give or take. But I don't want radiation, I've heard so many bad things about it.
And people who actually do go through with it, do it for their family, and not themselves. I want to do something for myself, and I feel like this is what it is. I want to beat this, I want to start a family with my husband." She says almost getting emotional.
I clear my throat looking down. I have to listen to these kind of stories 500 times. 500.
"McKenna listen. I want nothing more right now than for you to get that opportunity to have your family, I swear. So I'm going to do everything in my power to save you, I put that on my life." I said seriously.
She lets a tear fall as she nods quickly. "Thank you."
"Let's get you prepped for surgery."
_
She's now in the OR and the boys and I are all scrubbing in silently.
I close my eyes mumbling a long prayer as I scrub in. I finish up heading into the OR as they slip gloves on and tie a gown around me.
"Hello everyone." I said walking over to McKenna as she smiles at me.
"Hello Dr. Steele." They said in unison.
"You ready for this?" I asked her and she nods. "More than ready."
Instead of saying my affirmations in my head to my patient AFTER they put them to sleep, for these trials I'm gonna be doing something a little different.
I look her in her eyes memorizing every single feature on her face as she stares at me before I speak.
"I'm gonna do this procedure correctly. And you're gonna be healed and get to go home to your family. Just like I get to go home to my family. Because you deserve that..." I trailed off and she tears up.
She nods slowly and I motion for the anesthesiologist to put her to sleep. He slowly injects it and I start counting down in my head.
10...
9...
8...
7...
6...
5...
4...
3...
"Thank you." She whispered.
2...
1...
"You're welcome." I said right before she closed her eyes.
"McKenna Jones, 27 years old. Patient 1 of 500." I announce and they type it up on the computer.
I look around at everyone until my eyes land on Dr. Avery. He gives me a firm nod and I roll my neck around a few times before returning the nod.
"It's a beautiful day to cure cancer. Let's have some fun."