Re: A New Fight
Mac was finishing up the papers, still thinking about his future. The surgeries he could get though; it was the drugs and chemo that would be hardest. Nausea, exhaustion, weight loss, hair loss...feeling like crap constantly...he knew that'd be a hard thing to tough out, but if he had to he had to.
One thing had been lucky; the doctors had found no evidence thus far of anything in his lungs; he was told brain tumors were a frequent secondary site for lung cancer metastasis, but though they'd keep watching and testing, he was lucky there it seemed.
"Stel, you should know...these things might make something happen...They can alter behavior, make a person say something or act in a way they normally wouldn't. And if it happens, just remember that it's not really me, it's this" He pointed at his head. "I wouldn't hurt you, ever." he said.
"And I wanted to talk to you about one other thing. You're the highest ranked person on the team besides me, and I know you're capable. When I have to take the leave of absence for the drugs and stuff, I want to make you a supervisor if I can. If it's approved and okay with you. I know that I'll be able to rest easy if you're looking after everyone while i'm gone, and I trust you completely."
