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Gerard woke to his head spinning and his stomach churning horribly. Knowing he didn't drink the night before, or in years he was confused and scared.
Why did he feel so sick? Did he get taken advantage of and then drugged? or the other way around???
He felt so sick.
His stomach was bubbling horribly.
He burped and hiccuped as hot vomit splashed on the floor.
"Gerard? Honey?" Lindsey came over looking at him worriedly.
"Linds...I don’t feel good..." Gerard moaned.
"Oh babe...i know... "
"Why am i so dizzy? I haven’t felt this bad in years, I hate it..."
"I know babe...I'm sorry...Do you think you can stomach a little food?"
Gerard greened rapidly at that idea and swallowed down a mouthful of bile.
Gerard hugged his belly and moaned as the room spun around him.
"Oh Gee...sweetie.."
Gerard slurred out "’M fffine..."
"No babe you're sick...god Gee, you've never been this sick, not even after throwing up during prorev... I’m scared..."
"Linds..am i gonna die..?"
"No sweetheart...People don’t die from tummy aches..."
Gerard felt his tummy flip like a pancake inside him.
"Fuck....don’t feel good..tummy hurts..."
Gerard seemed to deteriorate quickly. Lindsey called Mikey in to help. Which meant if she needed help, Gerard was properly sick.
Gerard spent the morning vomiting and crying.
Lindsey coaxed him to drink fluids.
Mikey reminded him that "Coffee isn’t fluids Gerard."
Gerard didn’t even crack a smile.
His head hurt so and his stomach felt seasick though he hadn't moved an inch in the last three hours.
"Hey, try some soup?"
Gerard looked warily at the chicken soup.He got two mouthfuls in before he vomited.
Gerard continued to go downhill fast. By noon he was feverish and still so sick.
"BbbrrruuuuuuuuuuuRRRRRRRRRRGH..." Gerard heaved up another mouthful of vomit into a bin.
"There we go Gee..get it all outta your belly.." Lindsey cooed and patted his belly.
Gerard bit back another wave of sickness.
"Linds....m scared...HUUOOORRGH..." He wiped his mouth on his pajamas.
Gerard was getting dehydrated and dangerously close to just being hauled off to hospital.
"Show...'
"NO No shows G. You are going to barf up your guts instead of sing."
Gerard normally would protest he was fine and he’d barfed before.
This was not a normal time. Gerard sagged into the bed and could feel his entire belly churning and gurgling.
"Oh babe those tummy noises don’t sound good..'"
Mikey arrived a minute later and gasped.
"Linds. is he OK??"
‘I’m not sure, Mikes. Gee isn’t feeling the greatest…”
Mikey turned to his brother, and looked at the poor thing.
“Oh, Gee...belly rubs?”
Gerard squirmed in disgust not wanting any type of pressure on his upset tummy.
Gerard drank some water and felt his belly bubble instantly.
He leaned over the bed and vomited again.
“Linds...th-- the Benadryl Hat Man is gonna get me!!” Gerard sobbed.
“Babe, you’re feverish and dehydrated. Its okay..”
“nonononononnoonon!!! He – hIcCURRGH – he’s gonna get me!!”
Gerard vomited again between sobs.
Lindsey rubbed circles in Gerard’s tummy and sighed, “Please don’t sing today, you’re too sick to sing…”
Gerard dizzily blinked and groaned, “Oh..God the room’s spinning an’ my stomach’s sick as fuhk..”
Lindsey coaxed him into eating something small, some toast and soda. Gerard’s stomach didn’t tolerate those in the slightest.
He wiped his mouth on his sleeve and stood up.
“hold up, where ya goin buddy?”
“T..Toilet….”
“Okay, gee…”
Gerard was two steps from the master bathroom before he saw stars and fainted in the middle of the hallway.
“Oh Gerard!”
Mikey rushed over and helped Lindsey with him.
Gerard’s head lolled around and he was still so pale. Lindsey was afraid he was really going to die this time.
“Hello, yes, I need an ambulance my husband is ill. Name Gerard Way age 48. He woke up and has been vomiting and dehydrated for hours…”
Lindsey ended the call.
“They're on their way…”
Gerard didn’t react.
“They'll get you feeling better Gee….” She whispered and pushed away sweaty hair.
The ambulance arrived minutes later and Mikey led them to Gerard.
“Hi bud. Can you tell us whats going on?”
“Sick...tum hurts…..puking….roomssspinnnyy…”
“Okay, we’re gonna get you looked at…”
The paramedics loaded Gerard onto the stretcher and wheeled him out to the ambulance.
“Male, age 48 presented with severe nausea and vomiting. Dehydration as well…”
Gerard felt disoriented and queasy as the ambulance drove.
He vomited into a bag several times.
“HiCCurGH…it hurts to puke….” He gasped.
“oh hon. We’re gonna getcha looked at..”
“Head hurts...like a vice…”
“Okay hon.”
The paramedic closest to him began prepping an IV line. Gerard was too scared and dehydrated to be aware of the needle going in his arm.
He was lifted onto the hospital bed and an oxygen mask was put on his face.
“Your SpO2 was low, hon.”
Gerard kept pulling the mask away to vomit.
Lindsey arrived minutes later and petted his hair as he cried.
“We need an abdominal CT and need to check your eyes to see if you’ve got a head injury.”
Gerard whimpered as the light was shone in his eyes.
“There there, Gee…” Lindsey patted his tummy and kissed his IV free arm.
She held his hand as much as they’d let her.
Gerard was taken for CT scans and blood work.
Gerard was still so dizzy and nauseous.
“we didn’t find anything concerning in your abdomen Gerard. Do you get vertigo?”
Gerard groaned.
“N..not since hi-- hiccURP-- high school..” He admitted.
“Oh, Gee...honey is that what’s been upsetting your tummy?”
Gerard didn’t want to nod, he swallowed, “Yeah..”
Gerard was given anti-vertigo medicine and Lindsey and him were discharged as he slept exhausted in the backseat of the car.
He slept for several hours before he woke up.
“Linds…did something happen?”
“Gee, hon. You were so sick...we had to take you to hospital…”
“Thanks for taking care of me…”
Gerard fell back asleep.
“Anytime sweetie..”
The next day Gerard and Lindsey were eating pancakes and Gerard was munching quite happily on them. It was a total 180 degree spin from what he was feeling two days ago.
Gerard burped into his fist and rubbed his stomach.
“Sorry…”
“Its okay, everyone gets sick sometimes…”
They drove back home and lay in each others arms, Lindsey rubbing Gerard’s stomach lovingly and running a hand through his hair.
“I love you…” Gerard smiled.
“Love you forever Gee…”
Gerard fell asleep and let the pancakes digest and settle.
He was so lucky to have a wife as great as Lindsey.