*Sharing is Caring*
-Chapter 3-
"Leslie Shay?" The nurse calls as she looks around the waiting room.
"Yes, that's me." says Shay. She couldn't believe today was the day. She was so nervous but excited to finally become a mom.
"Okay follow me to the back." instructed the nurse. Leslie and the nurse walked back down the hall through the crowds of doctors and clients. The nurse was average height with wavy brown hair that bounced with every step. She was fit and was wearing scrubs that fit the curves of her body perfectly. As the two women walked down the hall, Leslie looked at the woman's left hand. Crap! She thought to herself when she spotted her ring. Oh well. It's probably against protocol for a patient to as out a nurse anyway Leslie laughs to herself.
"All right Leslie, you'll be in this room. So have a seat and here's a gown if you will remove everything but your bra. The doctor should be with you shortly." The nurse smiles as she leaves and closes the door behind her. Fifteen minutes later, the doctor came in with a strange look Leslie couldn't place. She could feel her heart quicken and a lump grow in her throat. This is my fifth visit thought Leslie. If this doesn't work I'll be out of eggs and out of options.
"Hi Leslie, how are we doing today?" The doctor tried to sounds cheery but Shay could detect something else.
"I'm okay, ready for a baby." Shay answered. The doctor was strange that's for sure but she had once been a paramedic too. Leslie wondered if she asked "How are we doing?" to all her clients in the Ambulance.
"Well Leslie, I usually don't sugar coat things and since you're a paramedic you would want things straight forward." Leslie could feel her heart race and tears sting her eyes. No Shay, keep it together. "I'm so sorry, but I regret to inform you your eggs didn't fertilize. I'm so sorry but we've done all we can do."
Leslie couldn't hold it in anymore. She broke down into a sob. Her whole body shook. She couldn't process what was going on. The doctor said something about grief counseling and put a card in the pocket of her uniform shirt. Then Leslie was alone. She got herself together and went to the front to pay.
"No charge for today." Says the woman who Leslie figured must have been the secretary.
"Oh, thank you." says Leslie. She tries to smile but can't. She makes her way to her car and drives to Station 51 to start her shift.