‘Good?’ Caitlyn asked. ‘How is that good? That’s not normal.’
‘It means the medication is working. Are you eating normally?’ the doctor asked and made some notes.
‘Yes, it’s just the vomit, it’s terrible and then yesterday…last night, some meat…it looked like meat anyway, came up and…’
‘That would have been your kidney, Miss Anderson.’
‘Pardon me?’ Caitlyn’s face bleached, her knees jellied.
‘Onto the scales please, Miss Anderson.’
‘No, excuse me, kidney? I’m sorry?’
‘It’s all part of the medication.’
‘But that’s my kidney. I’m sorry, I’m not quite sure I know what’s going on, excuse me, I need to get out of here.’ Caitlyn pushed past the doctor who gripped her chubby arm.
‘Do you take weight loss seriously, Miss Anderson?’ she said staring her cold eyes into Caitlyn’s, the whites of the doctor’s fingers began to show.
Caitlyn searched for an answer and nodded, stepping calmly onto the scales as if somewhere in those rounded folds of flab, a bone had been struck and it hurt.
‘Very good. You have lost six pounds since the first time you met me. Do you understand that that is nearly half a stone?’
‘Of course I understand. That’s incredible, a miracle, but I’ve eaten the same…how can that be?’ Caitlyn’s colour came back to her cheeks.
‘You see, keep this up and you could be losing up to two stone per week. That’s eight stone in a month!’
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