NOTE : while udergoing treatment, the patients' life is full of empty waiting. Waiting for test results to return, waiting for the next twinge, or weird pain that might signal something new - which is usually bad. As much as these things have ill effects on the body, they make for bad images in the mind as well. Sometimes these hidden ones are hard to fix and impossible to treat with conventional measures....
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Chapter 28 : A rest at home
The taxi ride to the airport, the flight home and even the normally exilerating drive in his Porsche went by in a flash. Reg was exhausted, all he wanted to do was to get inside, strip down and get in the tank and let the biomemtic fluid comfort him, rejuvenate hime, make him whole again.
It was nearly midnight by the time he got home. The first thing he noticed was Polly's jacket hanging on the coat rack, her carry on bag next to it. Lucy's bag was tossed on the floor wit her shoues as usual. Reg's heart nearly jumped. "They are back. Thank God! I have missed them soo much.
He climbed the stairs, practically asleep on his feet. He walked down the hall to the mater bedroom and quietly opened the door. There in lay his beautiful light, made even more enticing by the lingere she was wearing how she was striped in the moonlight coming through the blinds. He madly wanted to make love to her, to show here how he felt, but he could feel his body cramping up, from head to toe. So instead of an evening of live making he kissed her on the cheek, thanked her for coming home and off he went to his recovery room on the first floor.
Once there he tapped on the computer, it woke up and as he prepared for immersion in the tank, he saw as video message in his in box from Dr. Salzman. He tapped it, opened a bottle of Gatorade as the image loaded and tapped, 'play'.
The image of Dr. Salzman was beaming. "Reg, you have done it again! After your treatment, Tim's cancer was gone!!! Head to toe! We are going to keep him a few days for final observationan and confirmatioinal tests, but, Man, you did it a gain.!"
Reg set the gatorade aside, adjusted the camera on top of his computer and talked back to the device.
"Thanks doc. Isn't that what those envelopes you give me are for?" he smiled as he opened the one infront of him.... 'Sweet! another $50 grand.'
Dr. Salzman continued, "Tim, when are we going to collaborate on a paper? You know that we'd gain so much notariety we could open our own treatmet center?"
Reg shook his head, "No thanks, again doc, I'm really just happy to help. I don't want to become any more of a freakshow than I already am.... remember what happened when that video ran of me working and how much damage control you guys had to do to make it seem like a hoax!"
Four months ago...
In the hospital room, Reg was undergoing an awful battle with a demon causing AML on a patient. In fact, Reg was in the middle of being tossed around the room by the beast. He was losing his grip on the creature, it was winning.
All the thrashing in the room drew the attention of the third shift janitor who, could not believe his eyes when he looked into the patients room. He immediately aimed his smartphone into the room where, seemingly a man in a labcoat was being thrown around the room, held against the ceiling above the patient, yelling, and the patient below him was also thrashing around in the bed below.
The janitor got almost three minutes of video, before he heard the door of the elevator open up, and a group of doctors and interns moved onto the floor. He pocketed the phone and rolled on down the floor, dry mopping as he went.
What happened next nearly ended with the janitor in prison, the hospital in a lawsuit, and Reg identified as some kind of nut-case, instead of just being labeled, 'an unidentified nursing assistant.'
The headline had read, "Unknow Force Throws Doctor Around Room"
The hospital put out a story about un-ruly inters with too much time on their hands, trying to make a zombie movie. From then on, much more care and discrestion was used whenever Reg was invited to help a group of doctors attempt to save a patient.
Back at his computer...
Reg was trying to end the conversation with Salzman, so he could get into the tank and get some rest. "Thanks, Doc... no problems... You know where I am...." then he paused. "Hopefully you can give me a couple of weeks off. I gotta lot of family rebuilding to do here at home."
The doctor replied, "O.K.Reg. Take care." with a click his imaged disappeared from the screen.
Reg took a quick shower, toweled off, grabbed the stereo remote, clicked to the reggae channel and settled into his tank.
"God, this feels soooo good. So, good." Reg wen to sleep to she sounds of Black Uhur, and slept like a stone in the bottom of a pool....
Reg had been sleeping - to him it seemed like a whole day - when he was woken by the gleeful shouts of his daughter as she came running into the room. Polly had been trying however unsucessfully to teach their daughter about knocking on doors before bursting into rooms, and about letting people get their rest, but it appears none of her lessons mattered when it came to the love of her daddy! In many ways it made her truly happy to see them together.
"Hi! Daddy! See me and Mommy are home again. She said she missed you. Me tooooo.!" Lucy exclaimed.
Reg had just sat upright when his daughter had jumped up and wrapped her arms around her gel-coated Daddy.
Polly laughed and shouted, "No look at your self, young lady, you are coated in Daddy's gel! Now you have to go change before we can go shopping.!"
Polly stood there with her hand on her hips, enjoying seeing them together, even if it meant more laundry for her to do, "Finish up the hugging, go change and meet me in the car."
Lucy let-go of her daddy with a sticky, schloopy sound, and went off to her room.
Polly walked to the tank and pulled up the stool to the edge.
"Reg, are you glad to see me?" she said, her eyes looking happy.
"Of course, this place is just too big and empty without the two of you here." Reg said, reaching out to give her a hug.
"So, what have you decided?" she quizzed.
"Well, I am not going to give up my new work, it is too important." Reg began.
Polly look disappointed, "Reg, you promised!"
Reg continued, "What I will do is start screening cases a bit more before I leave. Some patients are less terminal than the docs would leave me to believe."
"Good, I am glad you are home.", Polly reached out and gave her husband a hug.
With a quick twist, he had flipped her into the tank with him, the blue memetic gel covering them both....
Laughing now, Reg winked at his wife.... "Wanna wrestle, Baby?"
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Chapter 28 : A rest at home
The taxi ride to the airport, the flight home and even the normally exilerating drive in his Porsche went by in a flash. Reg was exhausted, all he wanted to do was to get inside, strip down and get in the tank and let the biomemtic fluid comfort him, rejuvenate hime, make him whole again.
It was nearly midnight by the time he got home. The first thing he noticed was Polly's jacket hanging on the coat rack, her carry on bag next to it. Lucy's bag was tossed on the floor wit her shoues as usual. Reg's heart nearly jumped. "They are back. Thank God! I have missed them soo much.
He climbed the stairs, practically asleep on his feet. He walked down the hall to the mater bedroom and quietly opened the door. There in lay his beautiful light, made even more enticing by the lingere she was wearing how she was striped in the moonlight coming through the blinds. He madly wanted to make love to her, to show here how he felt, but he could feel his body cramping up, from head to toe. So instead of an evening of live making he kissed her on the cheek, thanked her for coming home and off he went to his recovery room on the first floor.
Once there he tapped on the computer, it woke up and as he prepared for immersion in the tank, he saw as video message in his in box from Dr. Salzman. He tapped it, opened a bottle of Gatorade as the image loaded and tapped, 'play'.
The image of Dr. Salzman was beaming. "Reg, you have done it again! After your treatment, Tim's cancer was gone!!! Head to toe! We are going to keep him a few days for final observationan and confirmatioinal tests, but, Man, you did it a gain.!"
Reg set the gatorade aside, adjusted the camera on top of his computer and talked back to the device.
"Thanks doc. Isn't that what those envelopes you give me are for?" he smiled as he opened the one infront of him.... 'Sweet! another $50 grand.'
Dr. Salzman continued, "Tim, when are we going to collaborate on a paper? You know that we'd gain so much notariety we could open our own treatmet center?"
Reg shook his head, "No thanks, again doc, I'm really just happy to help. I don't want to become any more of a freakshow than I already am.... remember what happened when that video ran of me working and how much damage control you guys had to do to make it seem like a hoax!"
Four months ago...
In the hospital room, Reg was undergoing an awful battle with a demon causing AML on a patient. In fact, Reg was in the middle of being tossed around the room by the beast. He was losing his grip on the creature, it was winning.
All the thrashing in the room drew the attention of the third shift janitor who, could not believe his eyes when he looked into the patients room. He immediately aimed his smartphone into the room where, seemingly a man in a labcoat was being thrown around the room, held against the ceiling above the patient, yelling, and the patient below him was also thrashing around in the bed below.
The janitor got almost three minutes of video, before he heard the door of the elevator open up, and a group of doctors and interns moved onto the floor. He pocketed the phone and rolled on down the floor, dry mopping as he went.
What happened next nearly ended with the janitor in prison, the hospital in a lawsuit, and Reg identified as some kind of nut-case, instead of just being labeled, 'an unidentified nursing assistant.'
The headline had read, "Unknow Force Throws Doctor Around Room"
The hospital put out a story about un-ruly inters with too much time on their hands, trying to make a zombie movie. From then on, much more care and discrestion was used whenever Reg was invited to help a group of doctors attempt to save a patient.
Back at his computer...
Reg was trying to end the conversation with Salzman, so he could get into the tank and get some rest. "Thanks, Doc... no problems... You know where I am...." then he paused. "Hopefully you can give me a couple of weeks off. I gotta lot of family rebuilding to do here at home."
The doctor replied, "O.K.Reg. Take care." with a click his imaged disappeared from the screen.
Reg took a quick shower, toweled off, grabbed the stereo remote, clicked to the reggae channel and settled into his tank.
"God, this feels soooo good. So, good." Reg wen to sleep to she sounds of Black Uhur, and slept like a stone in the bottom of a pool....
Reg had been sleeping - to him it seemed like a whole day - when he was woken by the gleeful shouts of his daughter as she came running into the room. Polly had been trying however unsucessfully to teach their daughter about knocking on doors before bursting into rooms, and about letting people get their rest, but it appears none of her lessons mattered when it came to the love of her daddy! In many ways it made her truly happy to see them together.
"Hi! Daddy! See me and Mommy are home again. She said she missed you. Me tooooo.!" Lucy exclaimed.
Reg had just sat upright when his daughter had jumped up and wrapped her arms around her gel-coated Daddy.
Polly laughed and shouted, "No look at your self, young lady, you are coated in Daddy's gel! Now you have to go change before we can go shopping.!"
Polly stood there with her hand on her hips, enjoying seeing them together, even if it meant more laundry for her to do, "Finish up the hugging, go change and meet me in the car."
Lucy let-go of her daddy with a sticky, schloopy sound, and went off to her room.
Polly walked to the tank and pulled up the stool to the edge.
"Reg, are you glad to see me?" she said, her eyes looking happy.
"Of course, this place is just too big and empty without the two of you here." Reg said, reaching out to give her a hug.
"So, what have you decided?" she quizzed.
"Well, I am not going to give up my new work, it is too important." Reg began.
Polly look disappointed, "Reg, you promised!"
Reg continued, "What I will do is start screening cases a bit more before I leave. Some patients are less terminal than the docs would leave me to believe."
"Good, I am glad you are home.", Polly reached out and gave her husband a hug.
With a quick twist, he had flipped her into the tank with him, the blue memetic gel covering them both....
Laughing now, Reg winked at his wife.... "Wanna wrestle, Baby?"
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