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“What’s more concerning is the fact you’re dehydrated. Your dry mouth, tachycardia, lethargy, and low blood pressure make that clear.” “I’ve been so nauseated for the past day, and my throat was so sore that it was hard to drink,” Gwen confessed. Dr. Monmouth eyed Gwen’s neck. “Do you mind if I have a peek at your collarbone?” She nodded, and Dr. Monmouth pulled aside the collar of Gwen’s sweatshirt. “That’s a classic strep rash, bright red and mottled. Did you notice that before?” Gwen shook her head slowly, squinting her eyes against the bright overhead lighting. “You must feel dreadful, dear,” Mrs. Monmouth said, entering with a mug full of steaming peppermint tea. “Have a sip, then lie back and rest. We’ll have your test results …show more content…

“You young ones make it complicated. Mrs. Monmouth and I married forty-three years ago, despite the fact she was the charge nurse in the ER where I worked, and we… Never mind. You don’t need all the tawdry details. My point is, seize love when you find it. That is my sage, yet non-medical advice.” Within the hour, Arthur had Gwen ensconced in a nest of heated blankets at the infusion center. The place looked more like a posh health spa, with luxury leather recliners, gentle lighting, and flat-screen TVs available at each curtained infusion station. Before running out to pick up Gwen’s prescription, Arthur paid for the infusion in cash, since he was certain Gwen would have to fight with her health insurer to pay for this, and he did not want her to contend with such a hassle. Arthur had to wait an eternity for Gwen’s prescription at the pharmacy, and by the time he returned to the infusion center, she was more than halfway done. Her eyes were brighter, and her color had improved. “I’m feeling better already,” she said, as Arthur took a seat beside her and handed over her first dose of medication, along with a paper cup filled with water. “I didn’t realize how horrible I felt until I was sitting in Dr. Monmouth’s office. Thank you so much for bringing me and blowing up your whole day.” “No need to thank me. It’s more fun than a day in the office,” he teased. Arthur’s phone vibrated, and he checked it. “Elena wants to know how you’re doing.” “Isn’t

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