I was up very early the next morning. As soon as I stood up the nausea hit me. I ran to the bathroom and threw up as quietly as I could. After which, I sat on the floor, with my back against the wall, crying. I didn’t want either of them to find me like this. I was supposed to be accepting this baby and going forward, not sitting on the floor, like a mess, in tears. I pulled myself up, got the shower ready and stepped inside. I continued to cry in the shower, letting it all out. I needed to get it together. I didn’t want them to see me crying again over this. If I were sad, they would be sad. Bringing a new life into the world should be a happy blessing. I thought about fate and destiny and had to accept this was meant to be. We would embrace …show more content…
Let’s just go to some baby stores and look at what’s out there and get some ideas for the nursery.” “Okay. I’ll go take a shower and get ready. You can take me wherever you want to.” I was glad Charlie was excited about it and was going to let him have fun with it. When I got to my room, my phone started to ring in my hand. It was the doctor’s office calling. I answered immediately, and the receptionist informed me that they had a cancellation. If I wanted the slot, I needed to be there in 50 minutes. She noted their ultrasound technician was also there today so if I could make it, it would be great. I said, “Yes I’ll take it.” I hung up and called David right …show more content…
They had a cancellation. We can go today, but we need to be there in 50 minutes.” “Annalisa honey, I’ll never make it. I’m stuck in traffic at the bridge. There’s no way I can get myself over the bridge, turned around and back to you in time.” “I guess I shouldn’t have just said yes. I’ll call them back.” “No, I don’t want to do that to you. Have Charlie take you. I’ll get to go with you all the other times. This is good. Let’s let him have this one. Just tell them I’m away on business, and he’s a friend standing in for me today.” “He’s going to be ecstatic David. Thank you.” “You’re welcome. Call me later and let me know how everything went and what the doctor said.” “I absolutely will. I love you and thanks again.” “Love you too.” I hung up the phone and started screaming for Charlie while I ran into the bathroom, turned on the shower and ripped off my clothes. Charlie ran in and took one look at me. “Damn mama pregnancy is making you kinky.” I laughed and jumped in the shower. “Hurry up Charlie and jump in. We need to be at the doctor 's office in 45 minutes.” “What are you talking about?” “They called. They had a cancellation. David is stuck in traffic, and he said you should take me.” “Get the fuck
My mother and brother were with me, taking it all in themselves. My brother was 10 and not a very serious person. I didn’t think it would affect him very much. My mother was a different story. She was about to lose her last living parent, the one she was close to, and although I couldn’t see it physically, I know her heart broke into billions of pieces at the sight. My grandmother, who had turned 88 less than a month before, was diagnosed with pancreatitis not even a week before and was now going to be taken off life support. Several of her organs had failed already, including her kidneys, so my aunt had been forced to make the hardest decision of her life.
Over the next few days, we took it easy. I went back to work. My mom was getting worse as each day went on with a few good days in between, of course. We ended up moving my niece Lexi’s birthday up a few days because we wanted to make sure my mom would be there for it. She, my mom, couldn’t talk as well anymore, but she made the effort to sing for her granddaughter. The day before my niece’s actual birthday, my mom passed away. Her wish had come true, too. She had wanted my dad to be the only one in the room when she went.
"We just need to take a few more test," Dr. Brooks said, and turned to Aimee, "you’ll be able to leave by the end of the week."
"Joyce, I need to leave work at 10 o'clock today to go to the doctor's office." Trying not to show my nervousness the words come out fast. "Let me know what the doctor said", Joyce exclaimed as she walked back to her office. "O.k." was all I could say as she was walking off.
“How about we go to the amusement park tonight? I’ve got two yearly admissions, so you can use one.”
"Steve, where are you?" Martha asked. "Emily's in the hospital. I said she's in the hospital. I'll pick you up as soon as I can. I'll pick you up from work."
“Relax, sir.” She took a long pause. “Oh Ms. Monticello, she is in the ICU, that’s on the fifth floor. You can wait for her up there but she can’t have visitors yet. I’ll notify the doctor you are here. You’re the boyfriend right?” She seemed way too friendly to deal with people in my situation.
I feel my stomach start to turn in twist as I sit. The nurse places her cold hands on my swollen foot. As she carefully places my foot on the scanner. My
“Okay,” Dr. James said, holding back the tears and the pain of what his job caused him to do. “I will be home soon. See you then.”
Mom told me not to let you go and I did anyway. I always wonder how different your life would have been. I hope you can forgive me for that!” However, this is what he had to say about having any regrets from this experience. But, again, he was at no fault. Both of my parents emotions were running high at the time, who’s would not be? Any parent would be freaking out to an extreme level if their baby boy were in the hospital with his life under question. “My thoughts went from panic, is he hurt? How bad is it?” this was my father’s thinking while he sat in the waiting room. This describes his emotional state more than anything – worried, guilty, and frantic out of his mind. This was entirely acceptable, however – I feel like there would not be any other way to
Waking up to a new day. As I rise from my bed I look off into the distance of my bedroom. The bedroom of my house, my very own property. I sit up from my bed, and start contemplating whether or not this is all a dream. But no, this is reality. My reality. I thank you lord for another day it is still very surreal where I am in my life now. 30 years old, living in a 3 story house with two beautiful girls, twins as a matter of fact. A gorgeous view of the world around us, looking out the windows of this gigantic house you can see nothing but beauty. Life at its finest and purity. I always keep a bible and a cross by my bedside and never forget where I came from. The real me, is me. That will never change. Nor will it ever impact me as a father to my beloved children.
I have a very fulfilling feeling about what I have been able to accomplish in my life so far. I want the absolute best for myself and those close to me. I often go above and beyond to help those around me succeed and be the best version of themselves that they can possibly be.
“We’ve been trying to get a hold of you for hours; I’m afraid I have some bad news your mother had a car accident and unfortunately died…”