Tuesday, August 19, 2008

A prologue

"Dr.Pojas, Dr Pojas!"

The young doctor who was casually making his daily rounds turned to face the head nurse of the oncology ward.

"Yes?"
"Sir, your secretary has been calling you for an hour already.She said you have a visitor in your office."

He fished out his pager and his cell phone from the pockets of his coat."Shoot!Low-batt!I forgot to charge again"

He mentally slapped his forehead, reprimanding himself for being absentminded again.
BLame it on being workaholic, when he steps in the hospital, making his rounds, checking on his patients at his clinic and handling the freshman
and sophomore health science classes, he would tend to forget about other things.

He paced in the direction where his medical office was.
He walked the glass filled hallway, and entered the brightly lit reception area of his clinic.
"Poy!"she called to the secretary slash head nurse of the Pojas Medical Center.
Poy Palma, his fellow castmate and one time singing partner, opened the door to his office and made a gesture that his visitor was inside.

"She's inside!" she softly said.
"She?"
"Yeah!She!"
"I thought it was?"
Poy shook her head."Gretchen made an error, it was Mrs Nichols, not Mr Nichols!"
Van rolled his eyes in disbelief at another error that the intern had made.
"Look on the bright side, it was just the name that she made an error on."Poy chuckled.
Van smirked."You want to join us inside?"
"Nah, you go ahead, i know she wants to talk to you."
"You know why?"
"Van, why dont you just go in and face her.You already walked all the way from the oncology ward to here."

Van held the door knob and let out a big sigh.
Poy knew how he dreaded the day that he would have to face a part of his past, but she knew that Van couldnt run away from them forever.
Especially at a most crucial time.

"Here goes nothing". he mumbled as he opened the door and saw Cristina Nichols standing in front of his window, looking all frail and haggard,as if the
past days havent been kind to her.

He cleared his throat.
Cris turned around and gave a hint of a smile."Bro!"
Van's knees weakened as he heard Cristina call him "Bro".
He walked towards her and immediately she broke down and gave him a hug and all he could hear between muffled sobs wee

"Hansen...cancer's back...6 months...needs you."