Sorry for all the crap medical stuff. I have no idea what I'm on
about and all that I have learned is from ER. Sad! I know.
Thanks to anyone who has reviewed this story. It's my first so I'm open to all comments. Constructive criticism is welcomed with open arms.
Part Three -
There are moments in my life when I don't know what to do. When time stands still, as if allowing you to catch up with events that have passed. Situations when so much has come to pass that I don't know if I will be able to get my head around it all.
Right now, I am having one of those moments. However, this time, it's as if my brain has just switched off. Like a computer that doesn't recognise software anymore. The sight before me will not process.
An IV dangles from her arm, giving her the much-needed drugs. Probably pain relief. Her small body lies on the hospital bed looking so detached from the world. I have to admit, she looks very peaceful. A part of me aches to join her in her sleep. To just, escape from this world of pain for a while. I know how easy it would be. To just, give up.
No. I've got to be strong. I've got to be strong for Abby's sake. For Abby and the baby. The baby. I'm going to be a father. I can't help the smile that crosses my face. It wasn't planned but when Abby had said she had something to tell him she seemed quite calm about it. Right?
I walk forward until I stand at her bedside. I slip her small hand between mine. The last time I did that, we were sitting in Doc Magoos. Everything was so good. How things change in a matter of hours.
"Hey," I whisper. She probably can't hear me but that doesn't matter. "You had me worried for a while." I could feel the tears well in my eyes as I spoke. I brought my left hand up to wipe the tears away. I had to stay calm. I had to be the strong one.
"I'm not sure what I'm supposed to do. I don't if I'm strong enough. Please Abby. Just wake up and tell me everything will be okay." I sat down in the chair that was next to her bed. I clasped my hands round her left hand and lifted them off the bed. Resting my head on our hands I let the tears roll from my eyes.
There was still a chance that she wouldn't wake up. I knew that. And it was killing me. I just wanted everything to go back to how it was. I couldn't handle someone relying on me. What if I make a mistake? Abby could, well she could die.
No. I've got to stop thinking like this. Abby would live and they would get married, have lots of children and live a happy life. The perfect life.
Suddenly, I heard something. I look up, startled. She's awake. Oh God! She's awake. She looks confused. Of course she's confused. She probably doesn't remember anything. Or if she does, it can't be very much.
"Abby," it comes out as a squeak. I try again, "Abby. Do you know where you are?" She still looks confused. I am about to tell her where she is but she takes a look around and slowly she realises. Her head nods slowly and my smile returns. A look of pain crosses her face and I am quick to react. I run to the door and call out to a nurse. She walks along to Abby's room and I feel like shouting at her. Telling her that a patient's in pain and she should be quicker to react. However, I manage to keep quiet. Barely.
The nurse enters and I stand aside to allow her to see to Abby. The nurse is explaining to Abby what happen and how bad her injuries are. The words go in one ear and out the other for me.
After what seems like an eternity, the nurse leaves and I am finally alone with Abby. I have no idea what to say. All I can do is stand with a goofy smile plastered on my face. She smiles back at me and I am happy to see that she is looking less pale.
"Hey Carter." Those two words have changed my whole outlook on life.
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Sorry it's such a short chapter. I will write more next time. And I promise that the next chapter will be a lot happier. I'm going to skip ahead to Abby being discharged. I know massive gap but I do have a reason. Thanks to anyone who is still reading. Hope your still enjoying this. If you have any suggestions for where you want the story to go, please tell me.
Thanks! You're all fab!
Gillian
Thanks to anyone who has reviewed this story. It's my first so I'm open to all comments. Constructive criticism is welcomed with open arms.
Part Three -
There are moments in my life when I don't know what to do. When time stands still, as if allowing you to catch up with events that have passed. Situations when so much has come to pass that I don't know if I will be able to get my head around it all.
Right now, I am having one of those moments. However, this time, it's as if my brain has just switched off. Like a computer that doesn't recognise software anymore. The sight before me will not process.
An IV dangles from her arm, giving her the much-needed drugs. Probably pain relief. Her small body lies on the hospital bed looking so detached from the world. I have to admit, she looks very peaceful. A part of me aches to join her in her sleep. To just, escape from this world of pain for a while. I know how easy it would be. To just, give up.
No. I've got to be strong. I've got to be strong for Abby's sake. For Abby and the baby. The baby. I'm going to be a father. I can't help the smile that crosses my face. It wasn't planned but when Abby had said she had something to tell him she seemed quite calm about it. Right?
I walk forward until I stand at her bedside. I slip her small hand between mine. The last time I did that, we were sitting in Doc Magoos. Everything was so good. How things change in a matter of hours.
"Hey," I whisper. She probably can't hear me but that doesn't matter. "You had me worried for a while." I could feel the tears well in my eyes as I spoke. I brought my left hand up to wipe the tears away. I had to stay calm. I had to be the strong one.
"I'm not sure what I'm supposed to do. I don't if I'm strong enough. Please Abby. Just wake up and tell me everything will be okay." I sat down in the chair that was next to her bed. I clasped my hands round her left hand and lifted them off the bed. Resting my head on our hands I let the tears roll from my eyes.
There was still a chance that she wouldn't wake up. I knew that. And it was killing me. I just wanted everything to go back to how it was. I couldn't handle someone relying on me. What if I make a mistake? Abby could, well she could die.
No. I've got to stop thinking like this. Abby would live and they would get married, have lots of children and live a happy life. The perfect life.
Suddenly, I heard something. I look up, startled. She's awake. Oh God! She's awake. She looks confused. Of course she's confused. She probably doesn't remember anything. Or if she does, it can't be very much.
"Abby," it comes out as a squeak. I try again, "Abby. Do you know where you are?" She still looks confused. I am about to tell her where she is but she takes a look around and slowly she realises. Her head nods slowly and my smile returns. A look of pain crosses her face and I am quick to react. I run to the door and call out to a nurse. She walks along to Abby's room and I feel like shouting at her. Telling her that a patient's in pain and she should be quicker to react. However, I manage to keep quiet. Barely.
The nurse enters and I stand aside to allow her to see to Abby. The nurse is explaining to Abby what happen and how bad her injuries are. The words go in one ear and out the other for me.
After what seems like an eternity, the nurse leaves and I am finally alone with Abby. I have no idea what to say. All I can do is stand with a goofy smile plastered on my face. She smiles back at me and I am happy to see that she is looking less pale.
"Hey Carter." Those two words have changed my whole outlook on life.
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Sorry it's such a short chapter. I will write more next time. And I promise that the next chapter will be a lot happier. I'm going to skip ahead to Abby being discharged. I know massive gap but I do have a reason. Thanks to anyone who is still reading. Hope your still enjoying this. If you have any suggestions for where you want the story to go, please tell me.
Thanks! You're all fab!
Gillian