Nathaniel realised that he and his grandfather were not on the same page since the start of the day.
When he said that he would leave the hospital today he did not expect to leave his room on daybreak. He did not understand right away why the male nurse who pushed his wheelchair and his grandma put him in an elevator and pressed the up button instead of down. He realized it when the door of the elevator opened and he was welcomed by the turning rotors of a helicoptere. He recognized that it was a M-900 explorer thanks to Marcs memories.
"Surprised?" Said his granny with mirth.
"Yes! But why? We could have gone by car or train!" He exclaimed.
"And risking the life of my only grandson on another accident? Not in this lifetime, not ever" She replied fiercely.
And that was the end of the conversation. Once strapped to the seat by the co-pilot he enjoyed the view. He could see buildings that weren't there four years ago. The memory of Marc wasn't helping in this situation knowing that he never been to NY. Luckily his grandmother kept explaining to him what happened in the last four years, pointing at diverse new buildings. A couple hours later, they finally arrived in the Hampton.
That place was screaming "money". He could see huge houses and sport cars everywhere. Finally he sensed the helicopter slowing down and landing. When the same co-pilot helped him get off and return to his wheelchair he could finally see his grandparents home. It was huge! That wasn't event a house, that was a frigging mansion! It was a two stories tall victorian type mansion with a huge pool between in front of it. Their old apartment could fit twice in that pool alone!
Seeing the shocked look of her grandson his grandma giggled happily, drawing a little smile from Nathaniel which quickly disappeared.
"Grandma, are you always alone in this big house?"
"No of course not dear. Your grandpa is often here and I have friend who lives nearby. Not to mention the maids, gardener and security agents who work here." She replied in a soothing voice.
"I'm sorry granny, I should have come to see you guys when I was younger." He said with regret which immediately startled her, hugging him from behind instantly.
"No! No dearest! That was our own fault. We are the only ones to blame." She said with grief.
Choosing not to continue this topic, they advanced down the pathway leading to the back of the house. She lead him to the porch where one man was seemingly waiting for them. Brown hair approximately 5"10" and close to forty years old. Beside him on a table stood a doctor bag.
"Ah you are here. Nathaniel meet Dr Evan. He's one of the best physiotherapist on the country and he works habitually for the best super bowl team. He's going to be your doctor for the next few months. We are lucky to have him."
"Nice to meet you Madam." He said before turning to Nathaniel. " Hello young man, it seem we will see each other quite a lot in the foreseeable future". He said in a kind voice. That was good, he didn't seem to be full of himself. Nathaniel could work with that, he had met way too many doctors with an ego complex.
Searching in his bag, he removed a piece of paper that he passed along to his grandma.
"This is the forecast plan that we extrapolated from the test results that we got from the hospital. His condition is quite serious but we think in 6 month he could walk and perhaps run again. However he will need to abide by this manual on what to eat and drink. I will of course, be here for the physical exercise."
Taking the list, his grandma began to read it before frowning, Something that didn't escape the eyes of the doctor.
"Something the matter Madam? I assure you my team made that plan and it's one of the best in the country."
"It's not that, it's just that my grandson believe he can walk again in three months."
"WHAT?" He cried out uncontrollably before remembering to whom he was talking to. "Madam without any lack of respect, it's very unlikely that he would be able to walk again in three months considering the state of his body." He said with tact.
"Yes, grandma he is right. I believe that three months would not do too." Said Nathaniel. Seeing the relief spread on the doctors face, he added almost belatedly. "I think I can do it in two months in fact."
"THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE" The doctor almosted scream, his eyes popping out. "Young man I know that you want to be brave in front of your grandmother and this is commendable but there are things that are not achievable. This is one of those things"
Seeing that his grandma was going to reprimand the doctor, Nathaniel shaked his head to stopp her.
"Care to bet doctor? How does one thousand dollars sound?" Said Nathaniel with his crafty smile.
"Young man, don't throw your grandparents money on hubris!"
"It's not, this is my personal money. So bet or no bet?"
"Bet! You need to learn a lesson kid, losing your money should help you learn."
The only answer Nathaniel gave was a joyous laugh.
Nathaniel realised that he and his grandfather were not on the same page since the start of the day.
When he said that he would leave the hospital today he did not expect to leave his room on daybreak. He did not understand right away why the male nurse who pushed his wheelchair and his grandma put him in an elevator and pressed the up button instead of down. He realized it when the door of the elevator opened and he was welcomed by the turning rotors of a helicoptere. He recognized that it was a M-900 explorer thanks to Marcs memories.
"Surprised?" Said his granny with mirth.
"Yes! But why? We could have gone by car or train!" He exclaimed.
"And risking the life of my only grandson on another accident? Not in this lifetime, not ever" She replied fiercely.
And that was the end of the conversation. Once strapped to the seat by the co-pilot he enjoyed the view. He could see buildings that weren't there four years ago. The memory of Marc wasn't helping in this situation knowing that he never been to NY. Luckily his grandmother kept explaining to him what happened in the last four years, pointing at diverse new buildings. A couple hours later, they finally arrived in the Hampton.
That place was screaming "money". He could see huge houses and sport cars everywhere. Finally he sensed the helicopter slowing down and landing. When the same co-pilot helped him get off and return to his wheelchair he could finally see his grandparents home. It was huge! That wasn't event a house, that was a frigging mansion! It was a two stories tall victorian type mansion with a huge pool between in front of it. Their old apartment could fit twice in that pool alone!
Seeing the shocked look of her grandson his grandma giggled happily, drawing a little smile from Nathaniel which quickly disappeared.
"Grandma, are you always alone in this big house?"
"No of course not dear. Your grandpa is often here and I have friend who lives nearby. Not to mention the maids, gardener and security agents who work here." She replied in a soothing voice.
"I'm sorry granny, I should have come to see you guys when I was younger." He said with regret which immediately startled her, hugging him from behind instantly.
"No! No dearest! That was our own fault. We are the only ones to blame." She said with grief.
Choosing not to continue this topic, they advanced down the pathway leading to the back of the house. She lead him to the porch where one man was seemingly waiting for them. Brown hair approximately 5"10" and close to forty years old. Beside him on a table stood a doctor bag.
"Ah you are here. Nathaniel meet Dr Evan. He's one of the best physiotherapist on the country and he works habitually for the best super bowl team. He's going to be your doctor for the next few months. We are lucky to have him."
"Nice to meet you Madam." He said before turning to Nathaniel. " Hello young man, it seem we will see each other quite a lot in the foreseeable future". He said in a kind voice. That was good, he didn't seem to be full of himself. Nathaniel could work with that, he had met way too many doctors with an ego complex.
Searching in his bag, he removed a piece of paper that he passed along to his grandma.
"This is the forecast plan that we extrapolated from the test results that we got from the hospital. His condition is quite serious but we think in 6 month he could walk and perhaps run again. However he will need to abide by this manual on what to eat and drink. I will of course, be here for the physical exercise."
Taking the list, his grandma began to read it before frowning, Something that didn't escape the eyes of the doctor.
"Something the matter Madam? I assure you my team made that plan and it's one of the best in the country."
"It's not that, it's just that my grandson believe he can walk again in three months."
"WHAT?" He cried out uncontrollably before remembering to whom he was talking to. "Madam without any lack of respect, it's very unlikely that he would be able to walk again in three months considering the state of his body." He said with tact.
"Yes, grandma he is right. I believe that three months would not do too." Said Nathaniel. Seeing the relief spread on the doctors face, he added almost belatedly. "I think I can do it in two months in fact."
"THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE" The doctor almosted scream, his eyes popping out. "Young man I know that you want to be brave in front of your grandmother and this is commendable but there are things that are not achievable. This is one of those things"
Seeing that his grandma was going to reprimand the doctor, Nathaniel shaked his head to stopp her.
"Care to bet doctor? How does one thousand dollars sound?" Said Nathaniel with his crafty smile.
"Young man, don't throw your grandparents money on hubris!"
"It's not, this is my personal money. So bet or no bet?"
"Bet! You need to learn a lesson kid, losing your money should help you learn."
The only answer Nathaniel gave was a joyous laugh.
