Later that day, I got discharged. The doctor deemed me fit to go home but gave me a hefty warning concerning my health and even suggested an eating plan for me. He said he's the type that doesn't like to see his patients again in his hospital.
Why?
Because not visiting the hospital to see a doctor means you're healthy.
It's not like I want to see him again either though.....
I hate the smell of hospitals. It irritates me.
Alec drove me home, neither of us saying a word on the way. He didn't say a word after telling me to quit my job and I didn't say a word either to him.
I was thinking about how my life was about to take a terrible turn, while looking out the window as he drove past buildings.
He offered to stop for dinner but I refused. Knowing Alec, he didn't listen and stopped at a pizza parlor. He went in for the pizza and I was contemplating running away, but why should I?
