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sleep.”
    I nodded, “okay I’m a veggie anyway and I never
do drugs or drink so basically live my life the way I do anyway and
avoid parties. Yeah I’m good with that.” I nodded feeling the clean
bill of health just around the corner.
    He smiled at me, “Yes that’s excellent that
you’re already used to this because there is some permanent damage
to your livers bile ducts at this point but you seem to be having
some regeneration.”
    He cleared his throat again and shook his head
staring down at the floor, “Giselle your body seems to have had
something we almost never see. You’re going to be transported to
the main Children’s in Portland. You seem to have had an allergy to
the drugs you were given. This is not something we see often. Your
liver is reacting like it has cirrhosis of the liver, liver
disease. We have found your ALP levels are very high and your
direct bilirubin is normal so we think it's a cirrhosis type of
reaction. Your symptoms are not decreasing at all. I am so sorry.
Do you have any questions?”
    Giselle looked at him and then at me and shook
her head, “No, no this isn’t right. Your tests are wrong. I feel
great.” Tears sprang from her eyes and then mine.
    “Giselle we are heli transporting you within the
hour to Children’s because we want those tests to be wrong. I have
left messages at your home but no one has returned the calls. Are
your parents away? We haven’t been able to reach anyone for you.
Your friends handed in your medical information from your purse
when they checked you in but no one is answering the numbers we
have on record.” He spoke softly, the news was so bleak it was
bothering the heartless doctor.
    I looked at Giselle and ignored him, “This is
good news because they already know what’s wrong with you and how
to treat it and you’re going to the best hospital. They will find
answers and if it kills me I will find your mom okay?”
    She nodded but I could see she was shut off
trapped in the doctor’s first sentence.
    I looked at the doctor, I needed my cell phone
and for him to go away, “I will talk to her.”
    He agreed with a head nod and walked from the
room.
    I sprang from my bed like a sloth and started my
emergency texting as soon as my cell phone hit my fingers. I
messaged my sister.
    “Dude get G’s dad here 911” clearly not
understanding she texted me back.
    “???”
    “No time 2 talk get her dad he’s sleeping @
work. Tell him 2 bring the visa bill with the resort name on it his
wife is staying @”
    “??OK??”
    “U HAVE 10 MIN 2 B Here”
    “KK”
    I sent Blake a message as well.
    “U :* my sis??”
    He messaged me back instantly undoubtedly having
already talked to my sister.
    “nothing I decided and I turned my phone off. At least he never knew
I liked him.
    I looked back at Giselle who was sitting up
staring blankly at the bed. I turned my phone back on and ignored
the messages I was receiving from Blake. I googled Liver Disease,
not that I needed to I could have told her everything she needed to
know but sometimes reading makes people feel better, it did me
anyway. I read for about half an hour looking for a bright side. I
didn’t find one.
    From the article it looked like we had drug
induced Cholestasis, which was likely to last a month or so in a
worst-case scenario. In Giselle’s case an allergic reaction
triggered the worst worst-case scenario, which looked like an acute
case of hepatitis.
    I looked at her and smiled, “This is going to be
treatable at the hospital. In the city they have resources we
don’t.”
    Giselle smiled, “I’m glad you’re going to be
okay Aimee, this was never about you.”
    She seemed to be coming to terms very quickly
with her situation, which saddened me. Giselle should be screaming
and having a fit but she seemed to be used to disappointment, not
something I would have imagined for her.
    I saw Giselles’ dad rushing for our room in