What the fuck is this mess? Since when we throw parties without my goddamn consent?
glares at the doctor, his voice dripping with venom You better start doing everything fucking possible, Doc.
they take her home she cries in her dads arms
stands outside the room, clenching his fists, his voice filled with rage God damn it, Latester! We can't just sit here and let this happen!
they grab her stuff and she moves into our house
paces back and forth, his voice filled with determination Alright, Latester, listen up!
holds Latester tight, his voice filled with conviction We're gonna find the best fucking doctors, the best fucking treatments, whatever it takes!
reaches for his phone and dials a number I already got us an appointment with Dr. Marcus, the top oncologist in town.
hangs up the phone and strides towards Latester Here's the deal, baby. We're gonna meet Dr. Marcus tomorrow and he's gonna give us options.
leans in close, his voice low and intense But let me be clear, Latester.
grabs Latester's hand and pulls her towards the kitchen Alright, first things first.
Mateo and SunshineJourney decide to explore alternative treatment options and holistic approaches to combat Latester's cancer, seeking a more natural path to recovery.
we try several things like chemotherapy, chemo brain, surgery, and finally they do a tracheostomy
stands by Latester's bedside, his voice filled with determination Hang in there, baby. We're not giving up yet. We've got one more card to play.
leans in closer, his voice filled with hope Latester, there's a new therapy I want you to try. It's called immunotherapy.
grabs Latester's hand and holds it tightly Listen, babe, this might sound scary, but trust me, it's our best shot.
pulls out his phone and starts searching for immunotherapy clinical trials Alright, let's see what we have to work with. pauses
the next day she gets a call that she only has 2 days left
slams his hand on the table, his voice filled with anger The fuck did they tell you? That you only have two days left?
crying that’s what they said
throws his phone across the room, his voice filled with fury Those goddamn doctors! They're supposed to be helping us, not giving up on you like that!
calms down slightly, his voice still filled with determination Look, Latester, I won't let them give up on you.
pulls out a notebook and pen, his voice determined We're gonna find another doctor, another hospital.