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The Boot - Three Years On - 2. Chapter 2
Distressed, Kevin had eventually fallen into a fitful sleep leaning on Ian’s shoulder, tears had left their mark on his cheeks and red puffy eyes. Ian was no better, anxiously checking the clock every few minutes and tapping his feet impatiently. Steve had returned to The Boot leaving John to give whatever comfort he could to his young friends, whilst trying to remain calm himself.
Exhausted, eventually Ian and John dozed off only to be startled awake by the doctor and a nurse entering the room, “Are you Major Oxley’s family?”
Tired and anxious John replied, “Yes we are, or at least the lads are he’s their Pop.” Ian nodded as he yawned while holding tightly onto Kevin who was still asleep in his arms.
"Good, I have some news for you,” the doctor said. “We’ve managed to get Major Oxley stabilized, his body temperature is slowly returning to normal and he’s being transferred to ICU. He’s responding well to treatment and shows signs that he may regain consciousness shortly which is very encouraging. We think under the circumstances it would be a good idea if he saw familiar faces when he comes round, normally we’d say one at a time but looking at these two I think we may have to make an exception, it looks like even a crowbar wouldn’t separate them.” A warm friendly smile broke out on his face as he looked at Ian and Kevin. On checking his beeping pager the doctor excused himself rushing out to attend to another emergency.
“Where’s ICU and how soon before we can see pop?” Ian asked trying to wake Kevin.
Pointing at Kevin the nurse replied, “When that cute young man wakes up you come and get me and I’ll show you where ICU is. I’ll be at the nurse’s station down the corridor getting his paperwork together.” Then she slipped out returning to her duties.
John stood and stretched yawning as Ian began to shake Kevin by the shoulder and telling him, “Hey it’s time to wake up sleepy head, pop needs us.”
All Kevin heard as he woke was the words ‘pop needs us.’ His eyes shot open as he jumped to his feet and steadied himself. “What, what do you mean pop needs us, he’s going to be okay isn’t he please tell me he’s going to be okay please, I can’t take if it’s anything bad.” Breathless, Kevin broke down sobbing looking from Ian to John and back again.
John took him into a tight hug, “Hey now calm down everything is fine.” Breaking the hug and holding him by the shoulders at arm’s length he looked Kevin in the eyes, “Pop’s going to be okay, the doctor just told us that he’s responding well to treatment and we can see him soon. Now go check on your boyfriend, I think you left him in shock the way you just sprang to life.”
Kevin returned to Ian’s embrace and laid his head on Ian’s shoulder. “I’m sorry babe, I’m just worried about pop.”
“No need to be sorry I know you’re worried, I am too, we all are. He’s become like a father to us both and I know that none of us want to think about him not being around.” Ian gave Kevin another gentle squeeze.
At John’s suggestion they made use of the facilities to freshen up then went to find the nurse.
On the way to the ICU all Kevin could think about was how stubborn The Major is, if only he would come and live in the apartment with them he could have a home and be comfortable. Both sides of the arrangement would benefit as they wouldn’t be worrying about each other and right now The Major needed to be looked after, Pop’s health was paramount in Kevin’s thoughts.
Kevin was so deep in thought when they arrived at the ICU that he didn’t notice the nurse stop and walked straight into her. “I’m so sorry I didn’t notice that we were here already. Are you alright, I haven’t hurt you have I?” Kevin was nervous to the point of almost acting like a scared child as he apologised.
“I’m okay, but are you?” Showing genuine concern the nurse looked to Ian and John for reassurance.
“Yeah he’s okay, he’s just worried and over thinking again, if it’s what I think it is, he’s thinking about the same thing that I am.” Without thinking about where they were Ian embraced Kevin giving his boyfriend a short loving kiss on the lips. Nothing passionate, but loving and caring, one that gives calm, strength and love in those brief moments of contact.
“I knew it! The way you two look at each other I knew you weren’t brothers, oh don’t look so embarrassed I’d already guessed and I’m not telling anybody. So whose dad is he really?” Asked the grinning nurse.
“Err, well….”
Ian took over from an embarrassed Kevin, “Well the truth is none of us are his sons, he’s homeless and took us under his wing when we were homeless. He’s become like a dad to us, we call him Pop out of love and respect, we try to look out for each other, please don’t stop us from seeing him he’s as good as family to us, we’re all he’s got and he’s the closest we have to family except for John.”
The grin now gone the nurse choked back tears as she tried to smile, “I’m not going to stop you and if anyone else does they’ll have me to deal with. Now let’s get you guys in to see your dad.”
As they entered the ward they were approached by John's friend Dr Gary Evans, after exchanging hugs and greetings Gary explained, “The Major is improving by the minute and slowly regaining consciousness, although there are still some concerns regarding the hypothermia and pneumonia. He has been put in a bed designed to gradually raise the body temperature at a safe rate. When normal body temperature is stable he will still need plenty of rest tempered with gentle exercise to regain strength. Fluids and antibiotics are being administered by intravenous drip and oxygen is being given by nasal tube, the oxygen is just a precautionary measure and we will be giving him a special diet to help with recovery. All being well The Major will be transferred to a standard ward in 24 to 48 hours and hopefully he will be discharged in 4 to 5 days if he has proper accommodation otherwise it will be longer, I don’t want him going back onto the streets if it can be avoided.”
“I’ll see what I can do, he’s always stubborn about receiving any help saying that he belongs on the streets.” Although relieved at the news John was still concerned, he’d been trying to get The Major off the streets for the last few years with no luck.
Ian spoke up, “If we can convince him to live with us will that be okay?” Turning to Kevin he apologised, “I’m sorry Kev I know I should ask you first but I’m worried about Pop.”
“Don’t you dare apologise, if you hadn’t said it I would have.” Changing his focus to John and Gary, Kevin continued, “We have the spare room and it’s been ready for him for ages, we’d love it if he came to live with us and we’ll look after him. We’ve just not been able to convince him, can you two help us please?”
Proud of his younger friends John told them, “I’ll do everything I can to help.”
“I think I know just the right nurse to help here.” Gary said smiling, then he walked off to start recruiting the help needed.
The three men picked up a chair each and sat at The Major’s bedside. John looked on as Ian held The Majors hand with his right arm holding onto Kevin, who was committing to memory a list of items to bring to the hospital as he recited them, pyjamas, underwear, shampoo, soap and several other things, checking with the other two if had forgotten anything.
Slippers and a dressing gown were added to the list, with John insisting that he would help with the cost and add new clothes even though he knew that The Major would object.
Now he felt confident that there would be one less on the streets.
I hope that those who are reading are enjoying the story, let me know what you think comments are always welcome.
This is all my own work without the aid of an editor or beta reader so any mistakes are all mine, if you spot any and let me know I'll put them right as soon as possible.
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