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March 3, 6:30 PM

In The Days Ahead

Chapter 7: Questions

Sarah and Sam sat in the waiting room of Dallas County Hospital nervously. A motionless Faith had been wheeled through the heavy red doors that lay ahead of them nearly an hour and a half ago, and since then, news hadn't come back through. Sam held his head in his hands, seeming to be in shock, while Sarah circulated the same questions over and over in her head...what's the matter with Faith? Is she OK? Is the baby OK? What's happening?

When, 45 minutes later, those red doors did open and an African American doctor, looking to be in about his mid forties, stepped out, neither Sam nor Sarah noticed him until he was standing right in front of them

"Samuel Camden?" He asked. Sam looked up with a start as did Sarah. The doctor put out his hand and Sam shook it. "I'm Doctor Keith Alveraz." He said.

"Faith...is Faith all right?" He asked urgently. Dr. Alveraz gave him a sympathetic look that deepened the fear in the hearts of Sarah and Sam.

"We're still trying to determine the full effects, but it seems that your wife is suffering from iron deficiency anemia. This type of Anemia is fairly common in high-risk pregnancies like the one your wife is having. Our concern, however, is how strongly she is being hit with the symptoms. Why don't you come back into my office and I'll tell you a bit more about this type of Anemia." Sarah and Sam followed him into a small white office where they took a seat opposite him.

"During pregnancy, the fetus uses the mother's red blood cells for growth and development, particularly in the last three months. Women who do not have adequate iron stores can develop iron deficiency anemia. It is the lack of iron in the blood, which is necessary to make hemoglobin - the part of blood that distributes oxygen from the lungs to tissues in the body. Now, Faith is suffering from many of the symptoms, including pale skin, lips, nails, and palms of hands, fatigue, dizziness, and a rapid heartbeat. According to the report that was filled out by the EMTs in the ambulance with you, Faith had been complaining of fatigue for the last few weeks, and you, ma'am, noticed that she looked pale. She seemed fine until she called you, complaining of dizziness, then passed out. Is this accurate?" They nodded silently and the doctor continued. "Faith was unconscious for almost an hour, which is nearly unheard of for such a disorder. We took some blood tests and found that her iron levels are indeed dangerously low. We would like to keep her here at least over night to monitor her. She's being given an iron supplement, but tests are still being done to determine any possible damage to she or the fetus." Sam seemed to take it all in before finally speaking.

"Can I see her?" He asked seriously. The doctor nodded. "Yes, but not for very long. She's extremely weak and tired right now, and I fear that too much excitement could start everything up again." Sam nodded. The doctor stood and led them down the hall to Faith's room. Before they went in, Sarah stopped.

"I'll give you some time with her...I'll be out here." She said, taking a seat in a chair opposite the door.

"Thanks." Sam said, smiling at her. With a deep breath, he entered his wife's room. The sight before him made him nauseated. Faith laid in a hospital bed with all kinds of monitors set up around her. There was a loud, rhythmic beep signaling her heartbeat. Sam walked over to her bed and she opened her eyes. As soon as she saw him, she stretched out her arms and he leaned down and carefully hugged her. He sat down on the edge of the bed. And she looked up at him with a worried expression.

"Sam, don't worry about me. I'm not worried, and I don't want you to be worried either. All I want to know is if the baby's all right." She said seriously. "I've been through this too many times...waking up in a hospital...you come in and sit down with me...the next thing that happens is that I find out that it's not looking good for the baby, or that I miscarried...just tell me...is the baby OK?"

"They're still doing tests." He told her. Faith's eyes filled with tears but Sam brushed them away. "It's going to be OK, remember? No matter what happens, it's what was meant to happen." Faith nodded. Sam kissed her on the forehead and stood up as he noticed her eyelids starting to droop. "Get some sleep." He told her with a small smile. "I love you" he told her.

"I love you too." She whispered, shutting her eyes. Sam walked quietly out of the room to relay what had happened to Sarah. After he was gone, Faith, put her hand over her stomach and sang quietly to herself the end of the song which she had been singing so frequently lately... "Please don't take my sunshine away..."

"Daddy!!" A bloodcurdling scream tore through the Camden household. Matt jumped up from his desk in his office and ran to where he heard Emily's cry come from. When he ran into the entryway, he saw Chris dangling the terrified four-year-old over the banister.

"Christopher Matthew Camden! Put your sister down safely, now" He commanded. Emily screamed again as Chris lifted her back over the banister. As soon as he let go of her on the ground, she burst into sobs and ran down the stairs into her father's arms. He lifted her up and turned back and forth slowly, trying to calm her. "What in Heaven's name do you think you were doing?" Matt cried.

"She would not leave me alone, and Michelle's not here to have her go bother! She wouldn't quit running around my room and jumping on my bed and I told her if she didn't stop I'd throw her over! I wasn't really going to, but I wanted to make her think I would." He said, thinking he sounded fully logical.

"So you put your sisters life in danger just to keep her from jumping on you bed?!" He asked angrily. "You're almost 18, Chris! You should be acting like an adult, not a 5 year old with a temper tantrum! If you ever, and I mean ever do that again, I swear, Chris!" He said. Chris' expression softened, as he seemed to realize the stupidity of what he had done.

"OK...sorry." He leaned over and looked at his little sister who had finished crying and was now just sniffling. Her eyes widened when she saw him but then she seemed to calm down. "Sorry Em." He told her.

"OK." She said quietly. She began to wriggle to get down and Matt sat her down on the floor. She ran up the stairs to Chris. "Now can I jump on your bed?" She asked hopefully. Chris laughed.

"Fine. But only for five minutes. Then you're out of my room so I can work. Understood?" He asked.

"Yes." She said. "Yay!" She cried and ran for Chris' room. He followed her and Matt could hear Emily laughing all the way from downstairs. He turned and started back to his office, laughing all the way.

How easily children really did bounce back...

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