About an hour and a half later, Forrest shook Madelyn's foot. "Hey, wake up, it's time to go," he whispered to himself, 'She's sleeping so soundly.'

Startled, Madelyn roused from her slumber and realized that Forrest's IV drip had been completed. She saw a cotton swab taped to the back of his hand.

Checking her phone, Madelyn saw that it was nearly one o'clock. She yawned and asked, "Did you remember what I told you?"

"Thinking about that now, at this hour? Let's discuss it tomorrow," Forrest replied, slinging his bag over his shoulder and making his way to the counter to settle the bill and collect his medications.

The doctor gave Forrest a stern look. "Kid, take your kidney health seriously. I wasn't joking. If it worsens, you might not have children in the future."

Rolling his eyes, Forrest retorted, "Alright, enough with the lecture, old man."

Madelyn chimed in, "Forrest, show some respect to the doctor." Then she turned to the doctor and assured, "Don't worry, I'll make sure