“We’re doing everything we possibly can to make sure that doesn’t happen, but Alex needs to know that we love him and want him here,” Michael told the boy. Michael didn’t give a rat’s ass what the assholes outside thought of him, he only cared what the boys he loved and cared for thought. The boys in his care were Michael’s life, even if he was considered a moral degenerate by “society”. If he said “No,” and Alex died, Aaron might be able to deal with it, but Michael doubted that he could. Michael had to choose his words extremely carefully. “Is he going to die?” Aaron asked Michael without looking away from his friend. “Talk to him Aaron, we think he can hear you and he needs to know that you and the other boys are fine and that you want him to join you,” Michael told the boy. Aaron walked in and looked down at his friend. Michael decided he would take the risk and asked a trustee to bring Aaron to the ward. “Have you considered the effect on Aaron if the boy dies?” No, Michael hadn’t considered that, he thought to himself. “His closest friend here is Aaron I think we should let Aaron try to reach him,” Michael said to Doc. He could certainly understand the boy’s attitude, (or complete lack of it) but he felt that if the boy could receive communication from his friends, they could be beneficial to him. Michael was concerned that Alex had given up on life and was allowing himself to drift away to death. Michael was now again at the boy’s side with Doc. Alex was once again beginning to move and showing signs of consciousness. Alex’s body began responding to the IV antibiotics and body wraps by 4:30 and the boy’s temperature by then was falling to below 103. It was a desperate measure, but the alternative was death for the boy and that was unacceptable to Doc and his team. Convulsions, if they began would eventually lead to retardation or death if the temperature could not be lowered and very quickly.Īlex’s temperature spiked to 105 between 1 and 3 in the afternoon, and Doc had ordered that the boy be immersed in a bathtub of ice and water and ordered ice water enemas. Above 103 degrees a human’s brain is cooking in the heat.
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Alex was now naked on the bed and Doc’s assistants had spent the last 5 hours giving him alcohol wraps and ice packs under his arms and around his groin to lower the boy’s temperature to a safer level. Michael got off the gurney and followed Doc to the boy’s bedside. The medical problems were compounded by the fact that the child wasn’t putting up any fight, he was almost willing himself to die. Alex had a massive infection and was deaf in one ear from the blow the guard had given him, and the boy was in very desperate shape. When Michael went to sleep, Alex had a fever of 104.5 and it was rising. At the same time, he had to find out what condition his 5th charge, Alex was in. Doc had given Michael sedatives and he wished that his rest was twice the 5 hours he was asleep. It was time to take his charges back to the dorm and the 4 boys would be waiting for him in less than half an hour.