Jamie's Miracle
Chapter 19
Broe 83
My head was spinning. I hated hospitals. I always had but since I had found out Jamie was sick, my feelings, especially toward this hospital, had increased.
"Landon?"
I looked up in to the face of Dr. Johnson. He was a kind old man. Always trying to comfort and reassure Jamie and me. He was the same doctor who had given us good news months earlier, only this time it didn't look like the news would be good. I started to stand but Dr. Johnson stopped me.
"Landon, you may want to stay sitting down," he said solemnly, but still sounding like he wanted to reassure me. Then he sat down in the chair next to me.
"Why?" I asked, unsure if I really wanted to know.
"Landon, son, Jamie is not in labor yet but she is beginning to dilate.." he began slowly.
I put my head in my hands and shook it back and forth realizing what he was going to say next, but not wanting to repeat it. It was too soon for the baby to be born.
He understood my gesture and chose not to repeat what I already knew. Instead he just continued from there, "Premature births are very common these days and under normal circumstances I would say you had no reason to worry. Unfortunately, Jamie's leukemia makes all risks ten times worse. If she goes through with the delivery there is a good chance she and the baby will not live through it, and even if they do the risks to both of them will have risen dramatically following the birth. She lost consciousness not too long after you brought her in but she is awake now. I've already explained all this to her and she seems determined to carry through with the delivery. I thought you might wanna try talking to her though."
I sat back and closed my eyes, trying to take in everything he said, then I took a deep breath, and sat forward again, "Did she ask for me?" I questioned, pain in my heart because I was sure I knew the answer.
Dr. Johnson brow wrinkled with confusion, "Come to think of it, she didn't. She didn't say anything when I told her, but I'm sure she wants to see you, and besides someone should talk to her. Please try, Landon, she needs you."
I smiled weakly at him. If only he knew how badly I had just hurt her he would understand what I already knew. Jamie didn't need me; she probably didn't even want to see me. Ever. But there was no since in explaining all of that to Dr. Johnson, and besides I was too tired to try. Instead, I just half smiled at him, "Thank you Doctor, I'll try to talk to her." I stood, as did he, and we shook hands.
Then I turned and walked slowly down the corridor I had seen them take Jamie down when we had first gotten there. I asked a nurse behind a reception desk where I could find Jamie's room. She smiled warmly at me, a smile I didn't deserve, and told me that it was right behind me. I thanked her and walked in to the room.
"Jamie?" I whispered.
Her back was to me but I could tell she was crying. When she didn't answer, I walked over and lightly touched her shoulder. She rolled over to face me and then took the hand that I was using to lean on the bed.
I was confused and surprised by this, and at the same time I was overjoyed. "Jamie I." I started but she squeezed my hand lightly as if signaling me to stop.
She searched my eyes; hers filled with tears that were threatening to spill over. "Landon, I'm so scared for me and our baby. Could you just hold me? We'll work everything else out later."
I nodded as I began to notice my own eyes filling with tears, laid down on the edge of the bed beside her and gently wrapped her in my arms.
Sorry if this chapter seems short but I don't know how much I will be writing the next couple of days and I didn't want to leave Jamie and Landon after a fight. Although this chapter is sad, at least they aren't fighting and I felt it would be better if I have to leave you guys hangin to leave off here.~Broe 83
Chapter 19
Broe 83
My head was spinning. I hated hospitals. I always had but since I had found out Jamie was sick, my feelings, especially toward this hospital, had increased.
"Landon?"
I looked up in to the face of Dr. Johnson. He was a kind old man. Always trying to comfort and reassure Jamie and me. He was the same doctor who had given us good news months earlier, only this time it didn't look like the news would be good. I started to stand but Dr. Johnson stopped me.
"Landon, you may want to stay sitting down," he said solemnly, but still sounding like he wanted to reassure me. Then he sat down in the chair next to me.
"Why?" I asked, unsure if I really wanted to know.
"Landon, son, Jamie is not in labor yet but she is beginning to dilate.." he began slowly.
I put my head in my hands and shook it back and forth realizing what he was going to say next, but not wanting to repeat it. It was too soon for the baby to be born.
He understood my gesture and chose not to repeat what I already knew. Instead he just continued from there, "Premature births are very common these days and under normal circumstances I would say you had no reason to worry. Unfortunately, Jamie's leukemia makes all risks ten times worse. If she goes through with the delivery there is a good chance she and the baby will not live through it, and even if they do the risks to both of them will have risen dramatically following the birth. She lost consciousness not too long after you brought her in but she is awake now. I've already explained all this to her and she seems determined to carry through with the delivery. I thought you might wanna try talking to her though."
I sat back and closed my eyes, trying to take in everything he said, then I took a deep breath, and sat forward again, "Did she ask for me?" I questioned, pain in my heart because I was sure I knew the answer.
Dr. Johnson brow wrinkled with confusion, "Come to think of it, she didn't. She didn't say anything when I told her, but I'm sure she wants to see you, and besides someone should talk to her. Please try, Landon, she needs you."
I smiled weakly at him. If only he knew how badly I had just hurt her he would understand what I already knew. Jamie didn't need me; she probably didn't even want to see me. Ever. But there was no since in explaining all of that to Dr. Johnson, and besides I was too tired to try. Instead, I just half smiled at him, "Thank you Doctor, I'll try to talk to her." I stood, as did he, and we shook hands.
Then I turned and walked slowly down the corridor I had seen them take Jamie down when we had first gotten there. I asked a nurse behind a reception desk where I could find Jamie's room. She smiled warmly at me, a smile I didn't deserve, and told me that it was right behind me. I thanked her and walked in to the room.
"Jamie?" I whispered.
Her back was to me but I could tell she was crying. When she didn't answer, I walked over and lightly touched her shoulder. She rolled over to face me and then took the hand that I was using to lean on the bed.
I was confused and surprised by this, and at the same time I was overjoyed. "Jamie I." I started but she squeezed my hand lightly as if signaling me to stop.
She searched my eyes; hers filled with tears that were threatening to spill over. "Landon, I'm so scared for me and our baby. Could you just hold me? We'll work everything else out later."
I nodded as I began to notice my own eyes filling with tears, laid down on the edge of the bed beside her and gently wrapped her in my arms.
Sorry if this chapter seems short but I don't know how much I will be writing the next couple of days and I didn't want to leave Jamie and Landon after a fight. Although this chapter is sad, at least they aren't fighting and I felt it would be better if I have to leave you guys hangin to leave off here.~Broe 83