December 3rd, 2004
Portia was getting so big. She was so alert and she was starting to sit up without any support. It was exciting.
"Sam, Mr. Goodfry needs a catheter." Jing-Mei said walking up to the admit desk. Sam groaned loudly.
"It's just what I always wanted." Sam said grabbing the chart.
"I'm glad I can make your dreams come true." Jing-Mei smiled. She looked up when she heard Greg walk in with Portia.
"Mommy, we've come to take you out to lunch." Greg said.
"Good." Jing-Mei singed out, "I'm about to gnaw my arm off."
"Now we wouldn't want that." He said as Susan walked up to them.
"Look how big this pumpkin has gotten." Susan scooped Portia up. "I love it."
"I don't." Jing-Mei said getting up. She got a huge headache and her stomach did a few flips. "Shit."
"Are you okay?" Susan asked.
"I'm fine. Just stood up too fast." She said wiping her forehead.
"Feel feverish or anything?" She asked. Jing-Mei laughed softly.
"I'm fine, Susan" She looked at Greg, "get Portia into the car and I'll be right out."
"All right." Greg took Portia and left the ER.
"Bye peanut." Susan smiled, "She's precious."
"She knows it too." Jing-Mei said, "Listen, I need some advice."
"All right. I'll see if I can help." Susan said.
"Well, I haven't had my period since I got pregnant with PJ." Jing-Mei told her.
"I know, but how normal is it for someone like me to become pregnant?" Jing-Mei asked.
"You're pregnant?" Susan asked.
"I don't know." She said, "but I feel like I am."
"Maybe it's just your body coming back to normal." Susan said. Jing-Mei shook her head.
"I don't think so, Susan." She said. Susan sighed softly.
"Why don't you go pee in a cup and then go to lunch with your family.' Susan suggested. "I'll call your cell with the results."
"Thank you so much." Jing-Mei said.
"Are you going to order more than a salad?" Greg asked. Jing-Mei shook her head.
"It's a salad that I want to eat." She said draping the receiving blanket over the nursing Portia, "Plus, it's the easiest to eat."
"I suppose." Greg chuckled softly.
"Stapler mouth is hungry today.' Jing-Mei shifted in her seat.
"Daddy stapler mouth is hungry too." Greg chuckled. Jing-Mei gave him a look, "I'm talking crazy talk."
"You normally do." She said as her phone rang. The blood froze in a deep breath and answered her phone , "Hello?"
"Hey. It's me." Susan said.
"That was quick." Jing-Mei said, flashing Greg a nervous smile.
"Yeah. I know. I tried holding off as long as possible." Susan said, "Are you ready?"
"Yeah. I think so." Jing-Mei said.
"Well, Deb, you're pregnant...Again." Susan said. Jing-Mei gasped.
"Are you sure?" She asked.
"Very sure." Susan said, "you should schedule an appointment with Janet as soon as possible."
"yes," Jing-Mei glanced at Greg, "I promise I will. I really need to go Susan."
"All right." Susan said hanging up.
"Is everything all right?" Greg asked. Jing-Mei swallowed and nodded.
"Yes, well...it depends on how you look at it." She said. Greg arched his eyebrow.
"What did Susan tell you?" He asked.
"What I'm going to tell you will change our lives." Jing-Mei said.
"Tell me." Greg said.
"It would appear that I'm pregnant." She said. Greg stared at her, fork stopped midway in air.
"Wh-What?" He asked.
"We're having another baby, Greg." She said.
"Wow." Greg said rubbing his neck, "I didn't expect those words for a few more years."
"Me either." She reached across the table, "PJ is going to be a big sister." Greg smiled softly. He could do this. he could handle another baby. it wasn't like he was the one going through nine months of sickness. He could do this.
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