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Chapter 5: Bye Bye, Baby
"What's wrong?" I asked the doctor as he continued to look at me sympathetically.
"Reggie has suffered a miscarriage," he began. "The baby just died suddenly of head injuries. It was supposed to be a girl, apparently, but I guess she never lived to see her birth. I'm sorry." By now tears were rushing to my eyes. After two months, all of our dreams of starting a family were shattered. All of that work, all of that time, and my daughter didn't even live.
"Is Reggie OK?" I asked, choking down tears.
"She's fine," the doctor replied. "Maybe you two can try again. You want to go see her?" I nodded my head, and the doctor led me to her room. I saw Reggie lying on a hospital bed, looking exhausted. She obviously had been crying too, because her eyes were red and swollen. But she smiled as I entered the room.
"Are you OK?" I asked her, then planted a kiss on her forehead.
"I'm fine," she replied, taking a deep breath. "I guess it just wasn't meant to be." She looked even more crushed than I was. I took her hand in mine as she squeezed it tightly.
"We can try again," I said, hoping to bring her spirits up. I hated to see her like this, and I wanted to do just about anything to make her feel better. She looked up at me and smiled.
"I think we should," she replied as the doctor walked in the room. The doctor said that visiting hours were over and that I could come get Reggie in the morning, so I gave her a quick kiss and bid her goodbye. I then went back to Sammy's house to pick up Sophie.
"What happened?" Sammy asked as he ushered me into the house.
"Reggie had a miscarriage," I replied, not wanting to remember the pain of hours before. Sammy looked at me with a sympathetic face.
"I'm so sorry," he said. "Are you going to try again?"
"Probably," I replied, then went over to the coffee table that Sophie was sleeping under. I scooped her up as she looked up at me with a tired look on her face. Sammy and I then said goodbye to each other, and I went home. I turned on the television as Sophie hopped up into my lap. It was scary; it was like she knew what happened.
At around midnight or so, I crawled into bed. It would be lonely that night without Reggie to snuggle with. But after about five minutes, Sophie climbed up on the bed and licked my face. I decided that tonight she could sleep on the bed since she was a puppy. However, when she got bigger, she would have to sleep in her own bed. But anyways, she curled up on my stomach and the two of us went to sleep. She was amazingly quiet for a puppy. Not once did she bark throughout the entire night.
The next morning, I went to get Reggie. She was happy to see me, as any wife would when her husband came to pick her up from the hospital. When we got home, Sophie greeted us with a happy smile and wagged her tail. Reggie picked her up and gave her a kiss. Sophie returned the gesture by licking her face.
"You love that dog more than you love me," I told her, jokingly. I knew she loved the both of us, but Reggie and I liked to joke about things like that.
"You just figured this out," she replied with a huge grin on her face. She put the dog down as I went over to her and kissed her forehead. After that, we decided to go to the skate park, since neither of us really had anything to do. We took Sophie with us, knowing that Conroy, the owner of Mad Town since we were kids, was a major dog lover. Conroy fed Sophie all kinds of treats and petted her as if she were his own dog.
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A few months later, Reggie and I didn't really do much; we worked and tried to go on with our lives, despite the miscarraige. One night, Reggie and I came home about nine o'clock from Mad Town. The park closed at about six, so Reggie and I went out to dinner, then dropped by Twister and Otto's house. We stayed there for about three hours, then went home. By now, Sophie was tired, so she crawled onto her puppy bed and fell asleep. Reggie and I put our skateboards back in the garage, and then watched some TV. After about ten minutes, a thought crossed my mind.
"So, we're going to try again," I said.
"Try what?" she asked.
"Try to start a family," I replied as she smiled at me. "After what happened four months ago."
"Of course," she answered. "How about now?" I turned off the TV as we both stood up off of the couch. We went into our bedroom, closed the door, and turned out the light.
Chapter 5: Bye Bye, Baby
"What's wrong?" I asked the doctor as he continued to look at me sympathetically.
"Reggie has suffered a miscarriage," he began. "The baby just died suddenly of head injuries. It was supposed to be a girl, apparently, but I guess she never lived to see her birth. I'm sorry." By now tears were rushing to my eyes. After two months, all of our dreams of starting a family were shattered. All of that work, all of that time, and my daughter didn't even live.
"Is Reggie OK?" I asked, choking down tears.
"She's fine," the doctor replied. "Maybe you two can try again. You want to go see her?" I nodded my head, and the doctor led me to her room. I saw Reggie lying on a hospital bed, looking exhausted. She obviously had been crying too, because her eyes were red and swollen. But she smiled as I entered the room.
"Are you OK?" I asked her, then planted a kiss on her forehead.
"I'm fine," she replied, taking a deep breath. "I guess it just wasn't meant to be." She looked even more crushed than I was. I took her hand in mine as she squeezed it tightly.
"We can try again," I said, hoping to bring her spirits up. I hated to see her like this, and I wanted to do just about anything to make her feel better. She looked up at me and smiled.
"I think we should," she replied as the doctor walked in the room. The doctor said that visiting hours were over and that I could come get Reggie in the morning, so I gave her a quick kiss and bid her goodbye. I then went back to Sammy's house to pick up Sophie.
"What happened?" Sammy asked as he ushered me into the house.
"Reggie had a miscarriage," I replied, not wanting to remember the pain of hours before. Sammy looked at me with a sympathetic face.
"I'm so sorry," he said. "Are you going to try again?"
"Probably," I replied, then went over to the coffee table that Sophie was sleeping under. I scooped her up as she looked up at me with a tired look on her face. Sammy and I then said goodbye to each other, and I went home. I turned on the television as Sophie hopped up into my lap. It was scary; it was like she knew what happened.
At around midnight or so, I crawled into bed. It would be lonely that night without Reggie to snuggle with. But after about five minutes, Sophie climbed up on the bed and licked my face. I decided that tonight she could sleep on the bed since she was a puppy. However, when she got bigger, she would have to sleep in her own bed. But anyways, she curled up on my stomach and the two of us went to sleep. She was amazingly quiet for a puppy. Not once did she bark throughout the entire night.
The next morning, I went to get Reggie. She was happy to see me, as any wife would when her husband came to pick her up from the hospital. When we got home, Sophie greeted us with a happy smile and wagged her tail. Reggie picked her up and gave her a kiss. Sophie returned the gesture by licking her face.
"You love that dog more than you love me," I told her, jokingly. I knew she loved the both of us, but Reggie and I liked to joke about things like that.
"You just figured this out," she replied with a huge grin on her face. She put the dog down as I went over to her and kissed her forehead. After that, we decided to go to the skate park, since neither of us really had anything to do. We took Sophie with us, knowing that Conroy, the owner of Mad Town since we were kids, was a major dog lover. Conroy fed Sophie all kinds of treats and petted her as if she were his own dog.
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A few months later, Reggie and I didn't really do much; we worked and tried to go on with our lives, despite the miscarraige. One night, Reggie and I came home about nine o'clock from Mad Town. The park closed at about six, so Reggie and I went out to dinner, then dropped by Twister and Otto's house. We stayed there for about three hours, then went home. By now, Sophie was tired, so she crawled onto her puppy bed and fell asleep. Reggie and I put our skateboards back in the garage, and then watched some TV. After about ten minutes, a thought crossed my mind.
"So, we're going to try again," I said.
"Try what?" she asked.
"Try to start a family," I replied as she smiled at me. "After what happened four months ago."
"Of course," she answered. "How about now?" I turned off the TV as we both stood up off of the couch. We went into our bedroom, closed the door, and turned out the light.
