I just finished watching "It's All In Your Head." I loved when Carter
touched her face and I was extremely happy to see Benton back even if we
all thought he was gone for good! The prospects for carby look very good
next week as we could see from the preview. I have exams so I'm not sure
I'll get to watch it Thursday night, but I'll definitely tape it and see it
by Friday or the weekend. Ooh, just thought of Carter and Susan fighting
and Luka hitting Carter with the sword thingy. ( Okay – hope you enjoy
this chapter. I'm dedicating it to my former science teacher (the best
teacher in the world) who had her son yesterday on February 27th. I
congratulate her and her husband because the pictures of him are sooo
adorable!!
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Three weeks Abby sat up in bed and knew she was going to be sick. She rushed into the bathroom and barely made the toilet before she threw up. She waited until she was sure she was okay to stand back up. After rinsing her face off in the sink she took off her clothes and got in the shower. She got out a few minutes later and went to go get her clothes on to go to work. Suddenly another wave of nausea came over her and she went running back into the bathroom. Twenty minutes later she still wasn't feeling good and decided to call in sick.
Two days later Abby still wasn't feeling good. She was laying on her sofa with a blanket around her when her phone rang.
"Hello?" Abby answered groggily.
"Geez, you sound horrible. Are you feeling any better?" Carter's concerned voice replied.
"Not really. Every time I try to do something I start throwing up."
"You should see a doctor. Maybe they could give you something." John suggested.
"Why thank you for that diagnosis, Doctor." Abby said sarcastically.
"Ah, nice to see you have your wit even when you're sick." Carter joked.
"You know me. Good to the end."
"Do you want me to bring you anything? I'm off at 7." John asked.
"I should be fine. If I think of food I think I'm gonna start puking again though." Abby shut her eyes.
"Well I'll call you later to see how you're doing." Carter said.
"Okay. Bye." Abby said, hanging up the phone. A few minutes later she picked it up again, though and called her doctor and made an appointment for later that afternoon.
At 3 o'clock she got herself together and went to the doctor's office. After waiting for a couple minutes, her name was called and she went back into an examining room. She was given a gown and a few minutes later the doctor entered. After asking a few questions and taking a blood sample, she left the room again and Abby got dressed and went home. The doctor said she'd call her with the results in a few hours.
Abby was feeling a little better when she got home and decided to fix herself some soup. After making the soup and settling onto the sofa and turning on her TV, Abby was finally feeling relaxed for the first time that day. The telephone ringing brought her out of her rest, however.
"Yeah?" Abby said.
"Well you must be feeling better."
"I went to the doctor like you said."
"Aha." Carter remarked.
"She said she'd call me with the results. I've finally gotten to where I can eat a little. I just had some soup."
"Well that's good."
"Oh, wait, the line is beeping I have another call coming through. Hold on a sec." Abby said switching to the other incoming call.
"Abby?" The doctor's voice said.
"This is she."
"I have the results of your tests. It seems nothing is wrong at all. In fact, it's something very good."
"Huh?"
"Congratulations, you're pregnant."
Abby's mouth dropped.
"Bu….B….But…." Abby was truly speechless.
"Congratulations again." The doctor said cheerfully and hung up.
Suddenly Abby remembered Carter was on the other line and quickly switched back.
"You still there?" Abby asked.
"Yeah. What's the matter? You sound funny."
"You need to come over here right now."
"Why? Was that the doctor?"
"Yes. Just do it."
"I still have about half an hour left on my shift."
"Carter, I'm pregnant." Abby blurted out.
"I'll be right there." John said quickly after a moment and then hung up.
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Three weeks Abby sat up in bed and knew she was going to be sick. She rushed into the bathroom and barely made the toilet before she threw up. She waited until she was sure she was okay to stand back up. After rinsing her face off in the sink she took off her clothes and got in the shower. She got out a few minutes later and went to go get her clothes on to go to work. Suddenly another wave of nausea came over her and she went running back into the bathroom. Twenty minutes later she still wasn't feeling good and decided to call in sick.
Two days later Abby still wasn't feeling good. She was laying on her sofa with a blanket around her when her phone rang.
"Hello?" Abby answered groggily.
"Geez, you sound horrible. Are you feeling any better?" Carter's concerned voice replied.
"Not really. Every time I try to do something I start throwing up."
"You should see a doctor. Maybe they could give you something." John suggested.
"Why thank you for that diagnosis, Doctor." Abby said sarcastically.
"Ah, nice to see you have your wit even when you're sick." Carter joked.
"You know me. Good to the end."
"Do you want me to bring you anything? I'm off at 7." John asked.
"I should be fine. If I think of food I think I'm gonna start puking again though." Abby shut her eyes.
"Well I'll call you later to see how you're doing." Carter said.
"Okay. Bye." Abby said, hanging up the phone. A few minutes later she picked it up again, though and called her doctor and made an appointment for later that afternoon.
At 3 o'clock she got herself together and went to the doctor's office. After waiting for a couple minutes, her name was called and she went back into an examining room. She was given a gown and a few minutes later the doctor entered. After asking a few questions and taking a blood sample, she left the room again and Abby got dressed and went home. The doctor said she'd call her with the results in a few hours.
Abby was feeling a little better when she got home and decided to fix herself some soup. After making the soup and settling onto the sofa and turning on her TV, Abby was finally feeling relaxed for the first time that day. The telephone ringing brought her out of her rest, however.
"Yeah?" Abby said.
"Well you must be feeling better."
"I went to the doctor like you said."
"Aha." Carter remarked.
"She said she'd call me with the results. I've finally gotten to where I can eat a little. I just had some soup."
"Well that's good."
"Oh, wait, the line is beeping I have another call coming through. Hold on a sec." Abby said switching to the other incoming call.
"Abby?" The doctor's voice said.
"This is she."
"I have the results of your tests. It seems nothing is wrong at all. In fact, it's something very good."
"Huh?"
"Congratulations, you're pregnant."
Abby's mouth dropped.
"Bu….B….But…." Abby was truly speechless.
"Congratulations again." The doctor said cheerfully and hung up.
Suddenly Abby remembered Carter was on the other line and quickly switched back.
"You still there?" Abby asked.
"Yeah. What's the matter? You sound funny."
"You need to come over here right now."
"Why? Was that the doctor?"
"Yes. Just do it."
"I still have about half an hour left on my shift."
"Carter, I'm pregnant." Abby blurted out.
"I'll be right there." John said quickly after a moment and then hung up.