Chapter 2
Topanga's POV
One, Two, Three hours had gone by with still no word of how Cory's surgery was going. All I could think about was What If, What If he didn't make it? How could I live without him? What If he couldn't walk again? How would I tell Riley that her dad would never be able to walk her down the aisle at her wedding, or tell Auggie that his dad would never be able to carry him to bed again? I was so tired of What If going through my mind, that my head felt like it was going to explode. Finally, I saw the doctor that had been doing Cory's surgery; maybe he had some answers for me. For the past three hours I had been waiting and watching the doctors go by, hoping and praying one of them was coming to tell me my husband's surgery went good, and that he would be ok, but none of them stopped. Now, maybe someone could tell me what I hoped they would.
4 Hours Earlier
I was driving to work listening to the radio; I had just dropped Auggie off at his school, I remember my phone ringing, I looked down and saw that it was Cory. I picked up the phone thinking that he was calling to tell me something that he had forgot to mention before he left. Answering the phone, I said "Hey babe!" the voice on the other end; I noticed was not that of Cory's
Police (using Cory's phone) - "Maam, Your husband has been involved in a very bad car accident, There transporting him to Bellevue Hospital Center."
Topanga – "Thank You!"
At that point, I dropped my phone and slammed my foot on the gas pedal; I probably drove around twenty miles over the speed limit. When the Policeman told me he had been involved in a car accident my world came crashing down in front of me. I didn't even have time to think about stopping and getting the kids. All of my focus was on getting to the hospital. It seemed as though it took an hour to get to Bellevue, when in actuality it only took about 30 minutes. I was scared of what I was going to here when I got there. When I got there all the doctor told me was he had to have my signature to perform a surgery that could possibly save Cory's life, I signed the paper without second thinking it for a moment. Then sat there in the waiting room with more than enough on my mind, I had to call and tell them why I wouldn't be at work, but I was too worried about Cory at the time.