i was well versed in your chronic illness, sometimes it got bad and you needed the hospital, i knew this, it still scares me though

like today, i had gotten back from Miami after my unrivaled season, happy to finally see you, but that excitement got cut short when i landed and found out you were in the hospital

i rush there, and by the time i get there, thanks to the horrible dallas traffic, the worst was over, and you were resting

i settle down, make sure you’re okay, you explain a little of what happened before the doctor pulls me aside to give me an update, which is when things go wrong:

he tells me about how you’re doing, but ends it with: “..and since she’s been feeling these symptoms for several weeks, im not putting in discharge orders yet, we’ll observe her for at least another 24 hours, but ill come by tomorrow with an update” and i nod along but my head turns to you, my brows furrowed in a bit of an angry and worried way, weeks? you’ve been feeling like this for weeks??