Chapter 77

Mikayla's POV
After eating and sharing laughter, I felt a deep warmth in my heart.
But suddenly, my stomach hurt. “Ouch…” I complained as I held my stomach, trying to hold back the pain that suddenly came over me. This discomfort made me feel uneasy, and looking at Rudolf’s face, he looked very worried.
“Let’s go to the hospital, Mikayla,” Rudolf said in a worried tone, shifting his focus from the children to me. He looked at me intently, creating a sense of protectiveness that made me feel even worse.
After rushing to the hospital and registering for an examination, I felt uneasy. We arrived at the examination room, and the doctor carefully examined my stomach.
“I think you need an X-ray to see what’s going on with your stomach. Since you’ve been complaining a lot, we need to make sure there’s nothing wrong,” he said, offering a solution to find out the cause of the pain.
“X-ray? Is that necessary?” I asked, a little worried about the procedure that might be performed.
“It’s important to get a clear picture of what’s going on. We don’t want to take any chances,” the doctor replied calmly.
I looked at Rudolf, a little worried about this. However, he nodded and encouraged me, “With an X-ray, we’ll be able to tell more. Don’t worry, Mikayla. I’ll be here with you.”
With his encouragement, I felt a little at ease. As usual, Rudolf’s presence gave me a strong sense of security. “Okay, if that’s what’s best, I’m ready to do it,” I said, trying to calm myself down.
I went for the X-ray. Some of the things I had to go through were going through an examination process that might feel a little uncomfortable and waiting patiently for the results. Anxiety began to creep into my mind, but I tried to calm myself down and focus on the positive.
I prepared to undergo the x-ray with confidence, even though there was a little confusion about what might happen next. Rudolf remained by my side, giving me much-needed moral support.
“Remembering that we will get helpful results is key, Mikayla. Remember, I am here with you,” Rudolf said, helping me feel calmer.
After several procedures explained by the nurse, I was finally in the x-ray room. “Take a deep breath and release it slowly,” the nurse instructed, and I followed her carefully.
While the x-ray process was going on, I tried to think positively. I tried to distract myself from the pain and uncertainty by drawing a better picture in my head of all the beautiful memories with me and my family.
After a while, the x-ray process was over. I returned to the waiting room, feeling a little nervous as we waited for the results. I tried to be patient, but I was anxious to know what was going on.
“Look, we’ve come a long way,” Rudolf coaxed, and his smile reminded me to stay optimistic.
When the doctor finally came back with the results, I felt like time had slowed down. All eyes were on him, and a sense of wonder swirled in my mind: Is everything okay? Is there anything to worry about?
Now it was time to get answers, and I was determined to stay strong, no matter what the results were.
After the X-rays were over and I waited for the results, I tried to stay positive. There was still a pang of worry in my mind, but I had to trust that everything would be okay.
When the doctor finally came back with the results, I felt my heart racing. “We got a clear picture. Let’s see what happened,” he said, and at that moment, all eyes were on the explanation he was about to give.
“After looking at the X-ray results, it turns out that there is an injury to your intestines,” the doctor explained, his face full of concern. When those words left his mouth, it felt like the world stopped for a moment. A sense of dread coursed through my body.
“What? An injury?” I asked, incredulous. “How could that be? What should I do?”
The doctor continued, “This injury could be caused by several factors, perhaps from such a draining activity and not giving time to recover during the transformation. However, don’t worry, we have steps we can take to address it.”
It all felt so sudden. The longing and happiness from meeting my family was suddenly replaced by worry about my condition.
“First of all, we will be conducting treatment and observation for the next few days. We need to make sure that there are no further complications,” the doctor explained calmly.
“Does that mean I have to stay in the hospital?” I asked pleadingly, not wanting to be separated from Rudolf and the children again.
“Yes, we will monitor your progress. In addition, during this recovery period, you will be given a better diet to support your recovery,” the doctor explained in a clear flow. Rudolf held my hand gently, giving me a sense of support. There was a look of anxiety on his face, but with his smile, he tried to reassure.
“Mikayla, we will get through this together. I will be here every moment. We will do whatever it takes to make sure you get back to health.”
The trepidation in my heart gradually faded with Rudolf’s reassuring presence. “Okay,” I said, feeling a little more at ease. “I’ll follow all the instructions and hopefully I’ll recover soon.”
“Good, that’s the right spirit,” the doctor encouraged me. “We’ll get started right away and I’m sure with the right treatment, you’ll be back to normal in no time.”
Starting today, I’m undergoing treatment at the hospital. The first day, I had some basic checkups and received medication to help ease the pain I was experiencing. Although I felt anxious at first, I was determined to go through with it all.
I did my best to follow all the instructions from the doctors and nurses, trying to stay calm and positive. Alaric and some of the other members supported me by visiting me and sharing encouragement, but most importantly, Rudolf was there, by my side the whole time.