Chapter 166
Missing The Appointment.
“Love, relax,” Nathaniel said on the phone. “Send me a picture of the results p>
The first thing Serena did when she arrived at her office was inform Nathaniel about the results. Her hands trembled as she took a picture.
She was familiar with medical terms, so she knew Alisa had epilepsy.
After sending the results to Nathaniel, she waited. He called her back after a few minutes.
On the phone, he read, “Intermittent focal epileptiform discharges in the left temporal region p>
“It means there are occasional bursts of abnormal electrical activity in a specific part of her brain,” he explained. “The left temporal lobe p>
“It is primarily responsible for memory, language processing, and emotional regulation,” he said calmly. “Sometimes social interpretation too. That’s why there are moments where she struggles slightly with reading social cues, especially toward strangers or other kids. We could say the same for her speech p>
“And as far as memory goes, Alisa has a great memory,” Nathaniel added. “So it looks like her language and social cues are the only areas slightly affected p>
“Should I worry about the seizures?” Serena asked. That was what she feared most. Severe, prolonged seizures could damage the brain if left untreated.
“No.” His voice was firm. “This is very manageable. A neurologist will evaluate whether Alisa requires medication p>
“There’s no cure for epilepsy,” he explained. “But it can be controlled with
medication. Many children respond extremely well. Some even outgrow it as their brains mature p>
Serena closed her eyes briefly, listening.
“And… it’s not uncommon,” Nathaniel added. “Children with ASD have a higher rate of mild epilepsy p>
“Should I bring her to your doctors?” Serena asked, referring to the research institute’s treatment wing.
“This is uncomplicated focal epilepsy,” he said calmly. “There’s no structural abnormality, no red flags. A pediatric neurologist is more than sufficient. I can assure you, we don’t need to escalate this p>
“What’s important is to schedule Alisa for a doctor’s appointment,” Nathaniel said.
“I already scheduled it for tomorrow afternoon,” Serena answered.
“Tomorrow.” Nathaniel paused. “I’ll cancel my schedule. I can be with you tomorrow instead of Sunday p>
Serena paused.
Honestly, she did need the emotional support. It’s not every day you learn your child has epilepsy. She was very thankful that Nathaniel’s new business was in neurological studies.
“You don’t have to do that,” she said softly.
“Of course I have to,” Nathaniel said. “Alisa’s my daughter, and you are clearly panicking. Had I known, I would have gotten the results myself p>
“But you said you had important things to do tomorrow,” Serena reminded him.
“Ah, it was just dinner with Vice President Whitlock. He was going to introduce me to
a global drug distributor,” Nathaniel said. “It’s not a big deal p>
Serena could not believe him. How was it not a big deal? Kline BioSolutions could potentially secure another global distributor.
“Yeah? What if you never get a new global distributor?” Serena pointed out.
“Then I’ll start a global distribution business,” Nathaniel answered.
She scoffed and started testing his limits. “What if Mr. Whitlock withdraws his investment in Kline BioSolutions p>
“I will respect his decision,” Nathaniel said calmly. “I miss you and the kids. I’m happy you gave me an excuse to cancel that dinner with the Vice President p>
“What if your actions result in Kline BioSolutions closing down?” Serena asked.
“Then I’ll start another pharmaceutical company under the Vander name,” Nathaniel answered.
Serena could almost picture the smirk on his face. She scoffed. “You are just saying that to try to impress me p>
“Is it working?” Nathaniel asked, a hint of mischief in his tone.
“No. To see is to believe,” Serena said. “The appointment is at three in the afternoon p>
“I’ll be there, love,” Nathaniel swore.
Serena had prepared for Alisa’s checkup.
But in the end, she never made it to the appointment.
Something had intercepted her on the road.
The next day.
“We thank you for continuing to do business with us,” Silas said, shaking Mr. Leonard Shapiro’s hand.
They were at Shapiro Advanced Care Hospital in Port Arcliff, a city next to Rexam.
“You’re welcome, Silas.” Mr. Shapiro turned to Melvin Vander. “It’s a good thing your uncle helped resolve the issues between our companies p>
Mr. Shapiro was one of their biggest clients, from whom their sales manager had solicited kickbacks.
After resolving the issue net
Silas
scheduled a contract renewal immediately. Serena came in case Mr. Shapiro had questions about the technicalities of Vanguard’s
upgrade.
Their uncle Melvin came for support. Mr. Shapiro and Melvin seemed to have
formed a good relationship since helping resolve the problem.
After the contract was secured, Serena intended to leave with her brother. Unfortunately, Mr. Shapiro insisted, “You must have lunch with me, Sitas, Serena, and Melvin. Let us celebrate I’m inviting my somand wife to join us. We could drink after that p>
Silas and Serena looked at each other.