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.What happened? What are you eating? Have you checked your blood sugar today?""Well, hello to you, too, Wy.How are you, sis? What's up? Oh, not much, sweet brother of mine, just studying.Good for you, sis, great talk," she responded, doing her best impression of Wyatt's voice for his parts in her play-acted conversation."Stop being a smart-ass, Claudia.""Hmm, that's going to be hard, being that 'smart-ass' is my native tongue," Claudia answered quickly."Then stop changing the subject, at least," he said, trying not to smile, but damned if she hadn't been able to lighten his mood ever since she was a tiny baby in his young arms."Give me a break here, okay? You know this is the busiest part of the season for me, so I can't look after you as well as I’d like right now."Wyatt winced as he threw his bag from his shoulder into the backseat, right before his stomach knotted at his own frustrated denial of the pain."You don't have to look after me, Wy, I'm a grown woman.""You're twenty-two — that means you're still just a baby and you keep refusing to pay attention to your health…""Fine, jeez, lay off already, Wy.It's nothing, really.Nicole has a crush on you and knows you'll only answer her texts if she gets you all worked up about me.""Come on, Claudia, why'd you go to the doctor?""Fucking Nicole.I told her specifically not to tell you that," Claudia cursed under her breath."You'd better not be hiding shit like this from me.Damn straight, Nicole was right to tell me." His voice was almost reaching shouting level, echoing in the car around him."Chill out, Wyatt, seriously.Fine, I had a big project to finish for my computer engineering major and I just pushed myself a little too hard and got hypoglycemic.""What about your insulin pump? Isn't it working?""It's working.They looked at it while I was with the doc.I'm fine, I just got a little light-headed in front of Nicole and it scared her.""A little light-headed?""Okay, I fainted.I'd forgotten to eat and my blood sugar was out of whack, but it's all under control now.""Fuck, Claudia!""It's okay, the doctor said it's common with type 1 diabetes when your stress level increases to have some adjusting…""Screw that stupid doctor, I want you to see another specialist.Come up here for a couple of days.I've found one of the leading endocrinologists in the country, and he's right here in Pittsburgh…""No! Stop it, Wyatt.You need to listen to me, okay.""I'm listening, but all I hear is someone that can't, or won't, take care of herself.""I'm not even going to dignify that bullshit, Wyatt.I'm an adult whether you like it or not, and I can't miss any more classes," she answered, almost yelling now herself.He could hear her pause and take a deep breath before going on, "Besides, you need to focus on your playing.I saw your game against Denver a couple days ago, you need to get your own shit together.""Aren't you a sweetheart?""I know, thank you, it's a gift," she teased, clearly trying to lighten the mood, and Wyatt tried to force himself to let her.She was so stubborn and ever since she went to college, it was getting even harder to make sure she was okay."I'll see if I can get a specialist to see you down there.I wish you attended a school in a city somewhere closer to me.""I know, Wy, just focus on practicing, and I'll focus on school.Graduating a semester early has its perks — school will end soon and then there will be no more fretting over me every second that I'm at college.""Yeah, right, don't try to bullshit me, Claudia.Then you'll go to Quantico for FBI training and you'll push yourself even harder.I wish you would take it easy and just graduate in four years like everyone else.""I'm not like everyone else Wy.It's bad enough I had to redo first grade after I got so sick.I started life out behind, but I won't stay there forever."It's like you're deliberately trying to worry me.""I don't need to make any effort to do that — you'll manage to get yourself all worked up perfectly fine on your own.Speaking of, is everything okay, Wy? You seem even more annoyingly up my butt than usual," she asked with concern in her voice."I'm heading to a meeting with the GM of the team.""What about?""They want to get on my ass about something [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.What happened? What are you eating? Have you checked your blood sugar today?""Well, hello to you, too, Wy.How are you, sis? What's up? Oh, not much, sweet brother of mine, just studying.Good for you, sis, great talk," she responded, doing her best impression of Wyatt's voice for his parts in her play-acted conversation."Stop being a smart-ass, Claudia.""Hmm, that's going to be hard, being that 'smart-ass' is my native tongue," Claudia answered quickly."Then stop changing the subject, at least," he said, trying not to smile, but damned if she hadn't been able to lighten his mood ever since she was a tiny baby in his young arms."Give me a break here, okay? You know this is the busiest part of the season for me, so I can't look after you as well as I’d like right now."Wyatt winced as he threw his bag from his shoulder into the backseat, right before his stomach knotted at his own frustrated denial of the pain."You don't have to look after me, Wy, I'm a grown woman.""You're twenty-two — that means you're still just a baby and you keep refusing to pay attention to your health…""Fine, jeez, lay off already, Wy.It's nothing, really.Nicole has a crush on you and knows you'll only answer her texts if she gets you all worked up about me.""Come on, Claudia, why'd you go to the doctor?""Fucking Nicole.I told her specifically not to tell you that," Claudia cursed under her breath."You'd better not be hiding shit like this from me.Damn straight, Nicole was right to tell me." His voice was almost reaching shouting level, echoing in the car around him."Chill out, Wyatt, seriously.Fine, I had a big project to finish for my computer engineering major and I just pushed myself a little too hard and got hypoglycemic.""What about your insulin pump? Isn't it working?""It's working.They looked at it while I was with the doc.I'm fine, I just got a little light-headed in front of Nicole and it scared her.""A little light-headed?""Okay, I fainted.I'd forgotten to eat and my blood sugar was out of whack, but it's all under control now.""Fuck, Claudia!""It's okay, the doctor said it's common with type 1 diabetes when your stress level increases to have some adjusting…""Screw that stupid doctor, I want you to see another specialist.Come up here for a couple of days.I've found one of the leading endocrinologists in the country, and he's right here in Pittsburgh…""No! Stop it, Wyatt.You need to listen to me, okay.""I'm listening, but all I hear is someone that can't, or won't, take care of herself.""I'm not even going to dignify that bullshit, Wyatt.I'm an adult whether you like it or not, and I can't miss any more classes," she answered, almost yelling now herself.He could hear her pause and take a deep breath before going on, "Besides, you need to focus on your playing.I saw your game against Denver a couple days ago, you need to get your own shit together.""Aren't you a sweetheart?""I know, thank you, it's a gift," she teased, clearly trying to lighten the mood, and Wyatt tried to force himself to let her.She was so stubborn and ever since she went to college, it was getting even harder to make sure she was okay."I'll see if I can get a specialist to see you down there.I wish you attended a school in a city somewhere closer to me.""I know, Wy, just focus on practicing, and I'll focus on school.Graduating a semester early has its perks — school will end soon and then there will be no more fretting over me every second that I'm at college.""Yeah, right, don't try to bullshit me, Claudia.Then you'll go to Quantico for FBI training and you'll push yourself even harder.I wish you would take it easy and just graduate in four years like everyone else.""I'm not like everyone else Wy.It's bad enough I had to redo first grade after I got so sick.I started life out behind, but I won't stay there forever."It's like you're deliberately trying to worry me.""I don't need to make any effort to do that — you'll manage to get yourself all worked up perfectly fine on your own.Speaking of, is everything okay, Wy? You seem even more annoyingly up my butt than usual," she asked with concern in her voice."I'm heading to a meeting with the GM of the team.""What about?""They want to get on my ass about something [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]