How would Xavier react to his darling having the same surgery you had?
When he hears you cry out in pure pain he doesn’t hesitate. He’s getting you a helicopter as we speak and that thing is going straight to the hospital.
He quickly, and painlessly as possible gets you into a wheel chair and their rolling you to the helipad as quick as possible you’re secured as best as possible and the next thing you know you’re on the top of the building.
The er was already alerted about your situation and are able to quickly get you onto one of those rolling bed things and in a few minutes some saylene and morphine are pumping through ya.
You remember them asking a whole lot of questions before you were being wheeled around again, this time for an ultrasound.
Thankfully they found the problem the first time (unlike me. How lucky.) and it was pretty quick to get you to surgery after that.
Xavier was a shaking mess through out this process. Seeing his darling in pain, being wheeled away and not being put into a deep sleep. Oh, he hates this feeling of pure dread and anxiety.
He begs that this surgery will work and that the blood flow isn’t cut off.
But you come out just fine. After a day you’re dismissed and for a solid week Xavier puts you on strict bed rest. You are only getting up for the bathroom and for the recommended exercise the doctor gave you. No exceptions!