lol (@.PyrocynicalVEVO) - Oh shit, what happened? Just tell me afterwards. Yeah I can talk later. You turned off your phone, sitting upright slowly and making your way to the front door, grabbing your keys off a small table placed next to the door. You walked outside to your car parked in the driveway, unlocking the doors and getting in. Another wave of nausea hit you, luckily there wasn't anything to throw up. You just sat there for a while, choking and coughing before it all died down. Yeah, you should've checked this out sooner. Backing into the road, you drove to the nearest hospital, which wasn't too far away. Getting out of your car, you leaned against it's side for support, locking the doors and walking clumsily to the front doors of the hospital, You opened them, and staggered to the front desk. "I think I ate- ate something." You muttered as the female glanced up from the computer screen, a look of shock immediately crossing her features. "Oh- Um... did you call in advanced?" "Uuuh no?" "Well, you look pretty bad. Jesus, let me get you checked out, okay? Uh- Oh my God!" You fell onto the desk, face first, the weight of your lower half dragging you down to the floor. The women prior to helping you picked up a receiver, speaking into it, worry in her tone. "Um, we have a visitor that just passed out at the front desk? Yes. Female, (Height), She's extremely pale and sick, she just tried set up an appointment before passing out..." A doctor stepped out, staring down at your form. "This is her?" "Yes." "Well, we can just carry her for now, the next open room isn't far." _________________________________________________________

You woke up groggily, your head was pounding, like someone hit it with a hammer. "Ah, fuck. Where am I?" You asked, barely glancing around the room as you noticed multiple machines hooked up to you, an IV drop by your side. "Good morning Ms. (Surname)." A cheery voice sounded, you slowly tried to sit upright, flinching as your stomach did somersaults. "Morning?" "You passed out last night and didn't wake up until just now." "What time is it?" "Four thirty." "Oh... so what happened while I was out?" "Well, we had to run a few tests, we took a small blood sample, and..." He trailed off, seeming hesitant to tell you the rest of the news. "And?" "The results came back." Another pause. "(Name), when was the last time you got Seasonal Influenza shots?" "Um... yeah, just a few days ago, why?" "Well, the needle that had been used was contaminated." You felt your heart drop. "Oh..." "You have Hepatitis C." "What? Wait- no what?" You honestly couldn't believe what you were hearing. "Don't freak out-" "Don't freak out? I could die from this!" "Well, at the moment it's only mild, we can treat it, it'll take a few months and it's not guaranteed to work, but it won't make anything worse." "Yeah, okay, I'll take treatment." "Great! I'm going to prescribe you some Antiviral drugs, pick them up as soon as possible. There will be directions on the back of when to take them, it should all be fairly straight forward."