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Chapter 3
As I sat on my bed, the events of that day came flying back to me. The fear, that took over. It felt as though it was only yesterday, instead of the 7 and half years it had really been.
FLASHBACK
After I had calmed myself down, I made my way back to the nurse and Jonah. On my entrance, the nurse told me, that he had to get back to work, but he'd pop in a little while, if there was any news. I nodded, and sat close to Jonah, watching his steady breathing. Once the nurse had left, there was nothing but silence, and it slightly un-nerved me, making me feel lonely and helpless. Eventually, I got up and started pacing the room, impatiently, unable to settle. I'm surprised I didn't wear the carpet out, but I couldn't help it.
After a few minutes, Jonah started whimpering again. I tried ignoring him at first, hoping that he'd settle back down. But within seconds, he'd entered full tantrum mode. He was screaming that much, his little chubby round face started turning red. I immediately picked him up, bouncing him gently on my hip. When that didn't work, I tried rocking him. Nothing seemed to work, and I soon found myself crying with him.
"I know you want your mommy, I want your mommy too". I wept.
After about 10 minutes of us both crying, I began to worry that I wasn't going to be able to calm him down. I tried checking all the obvious things – his diaper, his bottle, his dummy – none of them seemed to work, and he continued crying.
"Hey, I got here as fast as I could". Miles dashed into the room. He stepped closer to me, kissing me gently, before looking at Jonahs red face. "What's wrong with the little guy"? He asked.
"I don't know, I just can't get him to settle down". I replied.
"Here, let me try". Miles took Jonah from my grasp as I set off pacing the room again. "What's all the noise for then little guy"? Miles talked soothingly to Jonah. After a few minutes, Jonah calmed down considerably, giggling at the faces Miles was pulling. "You were probably just too uptight with him hun". He told me after he'd put Jonah back down in the seat.
"Oh, I'm so sorry for being worried". I snapped angrily. "Sorry". I apologized a second later, as I wiped my tears away.
"Just calm down baby. She'll be fine". He tried comforting me.
"Miles I can't calm down. That's best friend in there. If anything happens to her, I don't know what I'll do". I wept, but pulled from his arms and continued pacing the room.
"Nothings gone happen to her. Think positively. Thinking like this isn't going to help Julie". He argued.
I didn't answer him. I suppose in my head, I knew he was right, but I couldn't bring myself to admit it. But my heart told me differently. Call it a sixth sense if you like, but I knew Julie, I knew her better than I knew myself, and I knew that there was something seriously wrong with her.
Miles sat down next to Jonah's seat, and began rocking him gently with his foot, whilst watching me skeptically, as I paced back and forth, every so often stopping and parting the blinds with my fingers and peeping out.
"Have you called Charlie"? Miles asked eventually.
"Yeah".
"What state is he in"?
"Um, Wisconsin I think". I answered. "He should be here in a few hours".
We sat in silence for a while. I had nothing to say, and I suppose he knew anything he did say wouldn't do any good, as I was in no mood for 'calming' down. The longer we waited, the more frantic I got, and the more I knew there was something more serious going on, otherwise the doctor would have been before now.
An hour later, no-one had been to see me. The nurse from earlier, had popped in a few times, saying that there was no news, as yet. I was getting more impatient, and poor Miles was suffering. It seemed as though, every time he said anything, I snapped my response to him, then apologizing for my short fuse. He said he understood, but it left me feeling guilty, but that guilt was soon forgotten every time a doctor or nurse seemed to head this way.
Thankfully, half an hour later, a doctor came in to see us. He didn't say anything about Julie's condition, just that she was awake, however we wouldn't be able to see her for a while as she was just heading upstairs for some tests. I couldn't decide whether this new bit of information helped calm me or hindered the whole process. Telling me that she was having to have tests, didn't exactly help, as I then knew that there was something wrong with her. After telling everything that he was allowed to tell a 'non relative', the doctor disappeared, leaving us again, to sit in wait.
"WHERE IS SHE"? Charlie burst in the room, 15 minutes after the doctor had been.
"The doctors sent her up for some tests". I dashed to him, plunging into his arms, as we embraced each other tightly.
I hugged Adam tightly, as Charlie greeted Miles and reached for Jonah. It was now more than ever, that I finally felt a little bit of relief. Relief that Charlie was here, and would find out more from the doctors than they were willing to tell me.
"What happened"? Charlie turned to me, his eyes looking at me, in a way they never had before.
"Um, well, it was um". I began stuttering and stumbling to find the right words.
His eyes were more intense, as though he was trying to read my mind. He held he gaze, which turned more into an impatient stare. The harder he stared at me, the more he put me off. He looked angry, yet there was something about the way he stood that made me feel his panic, his uneasiness, his worry.
Adam who must have sensed my uneasiness, placed his hand on my shoulder, and gave it a slight squeeze. Even though he was stood at my side, I knew he was staring back at Charlie, much in a similar way to what Charlie was doing to me. The whole time, Miles stood on the sidelines, watching from a distance, much like he had always done, whenever anything involved multiple ducks.
"Connie, calm down, take your time". Adam gave me one last encouraging squeeze, whilst still staring at Charlie.
"I um, I popped round after work. She was sat nursing Jonah, and she looked so tired, so I took him off her, and put him in his basinet. I knew there was something wrong because she complained that he'd kept her up half the night. I'd never heard her talk about him like that before. As soon as she said it, she said she didn't mean it like that. She um, she got up to make me a drink". Tears formed in my eyes as I recollected the memories. "I followed her, telling her I'd do it, but she um, she went funny, and grabbed me. Then I don't know, she just went unconscious or something". My hands were shaking. Tears were really pouring now. "I'm sorry Charlie, I tried, I tried so hard to get her to wake up, but she just wouldn't, and I didn't know what else to do".
"It's ok, it's ok, you did the right thing". He stepped to me, his long arms encircling my shoulders, as he hugged me tightly.
"Mrs. Ryan"? The doctor entered the room. I immediately jumped away from Charlie, knowing he had news.
"Yeah". I answered desperately. "Oh, um, this is Julie's husband Charlie". I told him knowing they'd tell him more than me.
"Mr. Conway. I'm Doctor Moorhead, I've been treating your wife". He stepped further in the room.
"How is she, is she ok"? Charlie asked, panicked.
"She's just come back from having some more tests done. Would you like to come and see her"? He asked.
With that Charlie left, following the Doctor, to see Julie. I looked at Adam, and could tell he was thinking the same as me. Were we supposed to be worried or relieved? Worried maybe because Julie had, had to have tests, and I suppose relieved that she was finally awake, and that Charlie was here.
"Listen, now that we know Julie's ok, I'm gonna get off, it's pretty late, and I'm up early tomorrow". Miles declared. A quick glance at my watch told me it was nearing 11pm. I had been at the hospital for over 5 hours.
"Ok. I'm gonna hang around a little longer, until we know what's wrong with her". I replied, turning my attention to my husband.
"Where did you leave your car"? He asked.
"Oh, um it's at Charlie's. I came in the ambulance with Julie". I answered.
"Ok, well when you want to leave give me a call and I'll come get you". He told me.
"Don't worry about it. I'll make sure she gets home". Adam spoke up from behind me.
"You sure". I turned, doubling checking.
"Sure I'm sure". He answered.
"Thanks man". Miles said, then turned back to me. "Ok, I'll see you later". He leant in and kissed me gently.
"I'll walk you out". I grasped his hand, and walked side by side out of the hospital. "Thanks for coming today. Jonah would probably still be crying and I'd have probably had a nervous breakdown". I stopped and tugged gently on his hand making him turn to face me.
"Don't worry about it". He stepped a little closer. "I love you". He said, then gave me one last kiss, before letting me go and turning toward the parking lot.
"I love you too". I said, as I watched him go.
END FLASHBACK
I remember going back inside, and sitting with Adam and Jonah for about an hour, until Charlie reappeared. He said that Julie was fine, and that she'd fallen asleep. The test results hadn't come back yet but the doctor would come and tell them as soon as they did. I remember making the conscious decision to wait around until the tests results came. After about half an hour Charlie disappeared going back to sit with Julie, so that she wouldn't wake up alone.
However, I can't remember falling asleep leaning against Adam's broad shoulders, or Adam too falling asleep, leaning right back on me. I do however remember, being awoken by Jonah's shrill cries. I settled him straight away, and sat back beside the now awake Adam.
Charlie came in a few minutes later, telling us he'd popped in a few times to find us asleep. He then told us that they'd got the test results an hour and they were all clear. He asked me if I'd mind taking Jonah home, as he was going to stay a little longer with Julie so she wasn't alone.
I complied to his wishes and Adam took us. He stayed with me, as I made us both something to eat. It was easily 3am, and we decided that there was no point in going back to sleep, so just sat up talking until around 6am, when Charlie came home.
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