[IF] 3 - World in My Eyes
"Let me take you on a trip
Around the world and back
And you won't have to move
You just sit still"
"Don't you have somewhere to be?"
"Yeah... I'm there."
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She had been there in the surgery, seen his heart and watched them install a machine into him that was going to give that heart of his a rest. Izzie knew he needed it, not the LVAD itself, but he needed a rest. Regardless of the months spent in a hospital, or the weeks laying in that bed, she knew it wasn't just the world putting weight on him to let go, it was his heart as well.
Now he had something pumping his heart for him. Machines and wires helping him in a way that he couldn't do for himself anymore, and now he wasn't going to be leaving anytime soon. As much time as it was going to give him, Izzie knew that it was taking away something more meaningful to him, his freedom. She could see in his eyes that he wanted to leave, to just let go and maybe it was selfish of her, but she didn't want that for them.
It took her admitting to herself that there was a 'them' to speak of that made the difference. She admitted it to him, and by then she knew it was probably too late to bite back the words. It was the truth though, and no matter what she wasn't one to shy from the truth.
After the surgery, she finished her shift and then stayed at his side until he woke up. She wanted to give him the world, to let him have that second chance to have life, to live, to be with her. It all had to start somewhere and she had seen his heart, and she knew that no matter what the doctors said it was a good heart.
Around the world and back
And you won't have to move
You just sit still"
"Don't you have somewhere to be?"
"Yeah... I'm there."
+ + +
She had been there in the surgery, seen his heart and watched them install a machine into him that was going to give that heart of his a rest. Izzie knew he needed it, not the LVAD itself, but he needed a rest. Regardless of the months spent in a hospital, or the weeks laying in that bed, she knew it wasn't just the world putting weight on him to let go, it was his heart as well.
Now he had something pumping his heart for him. Machines and wires helping him in a way that he couldn't do for himself anymore, and now he wasn't going to be leaving anytime soon. As much time as it was going to give him, Izzie knew that it was taking away something more meaningful to him, his freedom. She could see in his eyes that he wanted to leave, to just let go and maybe it was selfish of her, but she didn't want that for them.
It took her admitting to herself that there was a 'them' to speak of that made the difference. She admitted it to him, and by then she knew it was probably too late to bite back the words. It was the truth though, and no matter what she wasn't one to shy from the truth.
After the surgery, she finished her shift and then stayed at his side until he woke up. She wanted to give him the world, to let him have that second chance to have life, to live, to be with her. It all had to start somewhere and she had seen his heart, and she knew that no matter what the doctors said it was a good heart.