Humpty Dumpty
Chapter 8
I picked up the phone, my hands shaking and my eyes stinging with unshed tears, I managed to pull myself together enough to answer the phone.
"Hello?" I said my voice trembling.
"Hello, is this Mrs. Walker?" the pleasent sounding girl on the other end replied.
"Yes." I answered still shaking.
"Dr. Wilson wants to make an apointment with you to discuss the results of the amnio, is this afternoon alright?" The girl asked.
My heart sank, why would I need to be called into her office if nothing was wrong, I needed someone, anyone to tell me everything was alright, I missed Stan more than I ever thought possible at this one moment, I needed the bastard and he wasn't there, infact he never seemed to be there when I needed him the most.
"Why, why can't Dr. Wilson give me the results ouver the phone?" I asked barely able to breah, let alone speak.
"Policy, Mrs Walker." the girl replied. "So can you come in this afternoon?"
"Yeah." I said trying to regain some composure.
"3pm alright?" asked the girl.
"Fine, Thankyou." I whispered.
"See you then Mrs. Walker." the girl said.
"Ok." I replied, then hung up the phone.
I walked into the bedroom Grace and I share and looked at the clock on the bedside table, 1:30pm, only 90 minutes until my apointment, 90 minutes until I knew if my baby was going to be alright. I lay down on the bed and grab Grace's pillow, hugging it against my chest, the pillow smells like her which is strangely reassuring to me.
I think about what it will be like to have a baby, my baby in my arms, the baby kicks again, and I smile, I want to be able to tell it and to tell myself that everything will be alright but I can't because I don't know if that is the case.
Just then I hear the front door to the apartment open.
"Karen?" I hear Grace call from the living room.
I get up off the bed and walk out to say Hi to her, I also want to ask her to come the the doctor's office with me. I can't face going alone.
Chapter 8
I picked up the phone, my hands shaking and my eyes stinging with unshed tears, I managed to pull myself together enough to answer the phone.
"Hello?" I said my voice trembling.
"Hello, is this Mrs. Walker?" the pleasent sounding girl on the other end replied.
"Yes." I answered still shaking.
"Dr. Wilson wants to make an apointment with you to discuss the results of the amnio, is this afternoon alright?" The girl asked.
My heart sank, why would I need to be called into her office if nothing was wrong, I needed someone, anyone to tell me everything was alright, I missed Stan more than I ever thought possible at this one moment, I needed the bastard and he wasn't there, infact he never seemed to be there when I needed him the most.
"Why, why can't Dr. Wilson give me the results ouver the phone?" I asked barely able to breah, let alone speak.
"Policy, Mrs Walker." the girl replied. "So can you come in this afternoon?"
"Yeah." I said trying to regain some composure.
"3pm alright?" asked the girl.
"Fine, Thankyou." I whispered.
"See you then Mrs. Walker." the girl said.
"Ok." I replied, then hung up the phone.
I walked into the bedroom Grace and I share and looked at the clock on the bedside table, 1:30pm, only 90 minutes until my apointment, 90 minutes until I knew if my baby was going to be alright. I lay down on the bed and grab Grace's pillow, hugging it against my chest, the pillow smells like her which is strangely reassuring to me.
I think about what it will be like to have a baby, my baby in my arms, the baby kicks again, and I smile, I want to be able to tell it and to tell myself that everything will be alright but I can't because I don't know if that is the case.
Just then I hear the front door to the apartment open.
"Karen?" I hear Grace call from the living room.
I get up off the bed and walk out to say Hi to her, I also want to ask her to come the the doctor's office with me. I can't face going alone.