“Don’t worry, the majority of people are awake. Are you sure you’re alright?”
Milly nodded, returning to complete her task. Oscar glanced around the room, it’s true they were. Many of whom were further into their treatment. He glanced at the girl in the corner opposite him. She acknowledged his presence, smiling gently, her head covered with an authentic satin headscarf.
“Hey are you new? I think I’ve been asleep the whole time!” She laughed.
“Yeah, I came in a few hours ago. I’m Oscar.”
“Well it’s nice to meet you. How long have you been in for?”
“Four days so far, but this is my second round of chemo.”
“Ah I see.”
“This is your first isn’t it?”
“Yeah, how can you tell?”
“Well for a start, you still have your hair from what I can see.”
“Ah yeah. Makes it obvious I suppose.”
“Maybe, having said that, not everyone’s hair falls out. Mine did. Still, it serves me right for being so vain.”
“Why would you say that?”
“I had amazing hair, even though I do say so myself. It was so curly and almost down to my waist. Yours is really thick isn’t it Oscar?”
“How old are you?”
“18, well nearly 19. I’m really glad that I took a year out now, I was going to be starting Uni this year but due to circumstances well erm, are you at uni?”
“I was, we’ve finished now. The dissertation at the end of 3rd year is an absolute killer. I’m still waiting for my results, I don’t reckon I’ve done too well, not as well as I could have done anyway.”
“What did you study?”
“What do you want to do career wise after you’ve finished?”
“I did want to go into teaching, but now I’m not so sure. What were you going to study at uni?”
“Nursing. I might pick up a thing or two in here.” She laughed.
“I bet! Are you local Daisy?”
“I live in Upton.”
“You’re not local though are you? You’re a Londoner, I can tell by your accent.”
“Is it really that prominent?”
“Erm, not really, I think I just have an ear for accents, they interest me. Anyway I’m making myself sound a bit weird, so I’ll shut up now and leave you in peace.”
“No, there’s no need! It’s lovely to have someone to chat to without…” Oscar paused, “It’s good to have a normal conversation.”
“Yeah. Did you have loads of house mates? That’s what I was looking forward to, the amazing social life.”
“I had two, there was three of us in total.”
“Did you get along? I thought three was a crowd!”
“Most of the time.”
“Well, we all had our moments I guess.”
Oscar swallowed. Daisy, sensing Oscar’s anxiety, decided to change the subject.
“Sorry, I’ll stop grilling you! I’ve only known you for about 10 minutes and already I’m trying to get your life story out of you! Just tell me to shut up.”
Oscar laughed feebly, his chest aching. “No worries.”
“How’s the chest? Horrible device isn’t it?”
“It’s not the most comfortable of things.”
“It’ll all be worth it in the end! I’m just hoping that I go into remission. What type of cancer do you have? Sorry, no you don’t have to answer that, there I go again!”
Oscar laughed. “Leukaemia. It’s okay, I’d rather talk about it I think. It’s kind of reassuring to talk to someone who is experiencing the same thing!.”
“Well, feel free to ask me if you’re not sure. The nurses are amazing on this ward, they’ll tell you anything you want to know. They’re probably sick of my 100 daily questions!”
“Ah don’t worry, it’s part of their job. They told me not to be scared to ask.”
“Same here, but they’re always so busy, I feel bad quizzing them.”
“I actually think the worst thing about hospital is the boredom. I mean, having no-one to talk to is crap. Visiting time is nice though, I’m lucky to have such great friends and family. Where do your parents live?”
“My Mum lives in London.”
“Ah yes, you already said that you were from London. When’s she coming to see you?”
“I’m not sure, soon I hope.”
“I’m sure she will. I’m glad you came in. Well not glad because of the circumstances that we’re in for. Sorry what I meant was, it’s so good to have a bit of company.
To be continued…..