My family were happy, Mrs Numero was happy. I should be too right?
I looked for Richard in the room, he was standing at a corner looking even more exhausted than yesterday. I felt a pang of guilt, but he doesn't get to make critical decision about my life.
I managed a smile at my parents again, nodding distractedly about something they were saying.
Dr Sanders came in one last time to give me specific instructions. She handed me a small pouch with medicines to take daily.
My mum took the pouch from me so she could tuck it in my bag.
"Take it really easy, and check in with me again next week. I put a card with your next appointment in the pouch for the other situation. So, I'll see you," she shook my hand and waved to my family. She extended a hand to Richard also who took it with as much excitement as he could muster. It seemed strength had left him.
I heard my mum gasp behind me, I turned round instantly and saw that she had opened the pouch Dr Sanders had given me.
"Mum!!!!"
