Louise takes care of me

A nurse is pushing me in a wheelchair towards the exit of the hospital with Louise and her son Luc walking behind me. Even though I am being discharged from the hospital after four days, I am still not very happy. The reason is all of the things that are making my heart heavy at the moment. I know that I miss Kat in spite of the awful part that she played in the mystery that I have just solved. I would give anything to find out what could have happened to Kat to make her go so nuts, but I know I would have a much better chance at winning the lottery than I would solving that mystery since my friend is dead.

Maybe I should try to let it go so that I can concentrate on recuperating from my illness. I also am sad because I have not fully recovered from the surgery that fixed a tear in one of the muscles in my back. The main problems are that I am wearing a back brace and I am going to be bedridden for two days so my back can return to full strength. That is why Louise is behind me. She agreed to take care of me until I am strong enough to take care of myself again. I know that it will not be easy for Louise to take care of me especially since one of the things that my tough friend will have to do for me involves a bed pan. This is one of the times when you find out who your friends really are. I cannot help but think of the event that started this two days ago.

***

Louise came into my hospital room wearing a plain white shirt and a pink skirt. My heart skipped a beat when my friend smiled at me. That is because I realized that I have been developing a crush on her. I also noticed that her small son Luc was following behind her. I became happy to see him as well because I wanted to meet him ever since his mom showed me a picture of him when I was trying to stop Vincent from spreading his Elixir Of Love throughout Paris. I could see how much Louise's face beamed when she showed me that picture. I can tell that Luc must be related to Louise because he has her eyes and the same color of hair. I am surprised that Luc seemed just as happy to see me as I was to see him.

"Hello, Connie," Louise spoke with a smile while handing me a bouquet of roses.

"I am always happy to see you, Louise," I responded while blushing beet red. "I am glad that you are here too, Luc. I have wanted to meet you ever since your mother showed me your picture a few years ago. I could always tell that she is very proud of you."

"I have always wanted to meet a hero!" Luc proclaimed while looking right at me.

"Me?" I guessed.

"Well, you did save Paris from being flooded," Luc explained. "When I grow up, I want to be a detective just like you!"

"Sit down, Luc," I gently ordered which caused the friendly boy to sit in a red plastic chair next to me. "I bet when you think of detectives, you only see the glamour of the profession. That is how I used to be. I guess I got that way by reading too many Nancy Drew books. I know now that the job can be very dangerous and very bloody. I lost my best friend solving the last case. It very nearly cost me my life and my sanity. I want you to know that I am not trying to scare you and I am not telling you to give up on trying to be a detective. I just want you to know what you would be getting into. You have plenty of time to decide on your career. My advice to you is to enjoy being a kid while you still can."

"O-kay," Luc stuttered while looking at the floor. I hated to let out some of the air out of the poor boy's balloon, but I felt that it was for his own good.

"That is good advice to follow, honey," Louise advised while patting his back.

"Sure, Mom," Luc sighed.

"Um... Louise, there is something important that I need to ask you," I nervously mentioned.

"Luc, please wait in the hall," Louise requested.

"I hope that I wasn't too rough on him," I mused as soon as Luc left the room.

"I am glad that you gave him something to think about," Louise commented with a frown. "He has had a healthy case of hero worship lately and he needed to be brought back down to Earth. Now, what did you want to ask me?"

"I am getting discharged in two days, but it is going to take me a while to heal even after that," I revealed with anxious eyes. "I won't be able to do some of the things that I have taken for granted for a while."

"Are you asking me to take care of you?" Louise prodded.

"Well... yes, " I choked out.

"I'd be happy to," Louise accepted while rubbing my left arm.

"I don't want to put you out," I reasoned. "Some of the things that you will have to do for me won't be pleasant."

"No, it's okay," Louise insisted. "I'll enjoy having you stay with us for a while. I am sure that Luc will enjoy it too."

"My doctor's information is on that table over there," I said while pointing at the table next to the bed. "You'll need to give her a call."

"You got it," Louise agreed while picking up the paper with the information.

***

So that is how that I wound up staying with my toughest and my hottest friend. A warm feeling entered my heart as we approached the blue van that Louise rented just for me. I wonder just how much money Louise is shelling out to take care of me. I am going to have to remember to offer to pay some of my expenses especially since my friend has a son to take care of. Louise opened the back door and pushed a button to bring the mechanical ramp down. The brunette powerhouse reversed the process to put me inside the van. Louise entered through the driver's door and came back to buckle me in while Luc entered through the passenger door. It did not take long for us to get to Louise's home from the hospital.

I did not ask Louise to take care of me simply because I am developing a crush on her. I also asked her to be my temporary nurse because I knew that her home was large enough to accommodate a wheelchair. Since I already know how spacious Louise's house is, I know there should be no trouble in getting my wheelchair into a bedroom where I will be trapped for two days. My friend must really like me since she is willing to be my nursemaid. I know that she has even taken a week of vacation time to be with me. I am very lucky to have a friend like Louise. My hopeful love interest wheeled me into the room where I recovered from my surgery and helped me into the bed. The last thing she did before leaving to fix lunch was to point out a bell on the nightstand.

"Just ring if you need anything," Louise instructed.

"I'll do that," I agreed.

I was so tired because of the excitement of leaving the hospital that I fell asleep as soon as Louise left. I only got an hour's worth of sleep before my brunette friend brought me a tuna sandwich on a tray. She was right that I wouldn't want to eat very much on my first meal away from the hospital. That was how she took care of me for those first two days. She brought in my meals on trays and she would clean my bed pan. It was really fun when she gave me a sponge bath in bed the next day, She would begin to unbutton my pink nightgown and I would blush like crazy.

"Are you really this embarrassed to have me bathe you?" Louise wondered. "I have seen you naked before."

"I am not embarrassed," I replied while shaking my head. "You are turning me on."

"Oh, really?" Louise squealed as a devilish smile crept across her face while stroking my platinum blonde hair.

"The thing is, I really like you a lot," I spoke out with my heart beating in my ears. "I was wondering if you would like to go on a date with me when my back gets better."

"I think that is a great idea," Louise accepted.

"Please kiss me," I begged.

As Louise kissed me just like I wanted, I wondered how the upcoming date could change my life and I realized that I couldn't wait.