Thomas Julian Kemp (![]() ![]() @ 2013-03-19 18:42:00 |
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Entry tags: | jameson kemp, thomas kemp |
WHO: Thomas and Jamie Kemp
WHAT: Rapidly taking over our hearts and heads A serious conversation
WHEN: ...what the fuck day is it? Tuesday?
WHERE: Hospital, then mostly their place
WARNINGS: Sickness and stuff
With the day of testing over, Thomas headed out into the waiting room to fetch his son. Jamie could be with him for some of it, but he had to sit out while they stuck Thomas into a huge tube and x-rayed his head.
He wasn't finished with the tests, but today had come with some interesting news. He had also been counselled on what to look for and more about what the disease meant and the more he learned, the more he knew he really needed to have a conversation with Jamie about the future. It wasn't going to be pleasant at all, and he hated that it was necessary, but there was no getting around it.
Thomas had worked so hard to preserve Jamie's childhood and make it a happy one despite their circumstances. And now it looked like the poor boy might just have to mature well before his time any way. Sure he was eighteen, but he was about to go off to college and that should mean parties and late night study sessions and dating and more parties. What it shouldn't mean was taking care of his father in the event that he degenerated rapidly. But it was in the cards now.
Like father, like son.
Thomas entered the waiting room, his jacket slung over his shoulder. He smiled as best he could and he went to go collapse into the chair beside Jamie, just for a moment. "Your father is currently radioactive," he said lightly. "With dyed, lizard blood. ...because it looked green, not...not because they actually injected me with lizard blood." He was rambling.