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WARNING!!!!!





IF YOU AREN'T CRYING ALREADY, I CAN JUST ABOUT GUARANTEE THAT YOU WILL BE VERY SOON. SO STOP WHAT YOU ARE DOING AND IMMEDIATELY RUN FOR TISSUES! YOU WILL BE NEEDING THEM! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!




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Getting News





10 minutes later, Tommy and Christine arrived at the intensive care unit to see a few doctors standing outside Kimberly's room.

"Sweetie, just a minute." Christine said as she quickly stepped away from her son.

"Christine! There you are! I was beginning to wonder where you had run off to." one of the doctors said.

"I'm sorry, I'm trying to be a mom as well as a nurse. My son is taking this very hard."

"That is understandable . . . How is he holding up?"

"He's pretty dead inside. Kimberly is Tommy's entire life! He wouldn't even be here without her." Christine said softly.

"Christine, you have to understand that the prognoses doesn't look very good . . . . ."

"I know. I've only seen one other accident this bad, and the driver was killed . . ."

"Your son needs to know how serious his wife's condition is."

"I know, I'm planning to tell him . . . . ." she said sadly. "It just completely breaks my heart to see him like this . . . . They have a little baby together, who is both of their pride and joy . . .And with how much she looks like Kimberly, I'm not sure Tommy will be able to raise her alone, without going completely crazy! Tommy worships the ground Kimberly walks on! I really don't think he can live without her right now."

"I am very sorry Christine, but he may have to. The changes of Kimberly living through the night aren't very good."

"How high would you say they are?"

"As much as I would like to, I can't give it more than about 30-40% . . . . ." Christine closed her eyes and took a deep breath, reaching her hand to rub the back of her neck. "I am very sorry Christine, but if I were in your shoes, I would probably start looking into memorial arrangements."

" . . . . . Tommy is going to take this so hard . . . . ."

"I am so sorry Christine! You are one of my very closest friends, and the best nurse I know . . . But unfortunately, there isn't very much else we can do, except keep Kimberly comfortable . . . . . . . . . . ."

" . . . . .Ok . . . . ." she said with a sigh. "Will you do me a favor?"

"Anything you would like . . ."

"Please don't tell my son. I will be the spokesperson for the family. Please make sure that all information comes only to me."

"Sure . . . I've got a meeting to get to, but I will check in with you before I head home for the night."

"Thank you." Christine said then watched as the doctor turned and walked away. Christine stood alone for another moment, before turning to face her son. "Tommy . . . . ."

"Can I see Kimberly? Please?"

"Yeah . . . . . But you have to understand something first . . . . ." Tommy looked his mom in the eyes, bracing himself for what he knew was probably coming. "Sweetie, Kimberly isn't awake. And she probably won't be for quite some time . . . . . And she's pretty beat up from the accident, so she doesn't look the same; especially hooked up to so many machines . . . . . . . . ."

"I don't care what she looks like Mom . . . . . I love my wife . . . . ."

"I know Honey . . . . . I just wanted to warn you . . . . ."

"Can I go now?"

"If you want to." she said softly.

Tommy turned and headed for the door, stopping as he reached for the handle. When he didn't move after a minute, Christine stepped up behind him, and took his freehand in her's, giving it a comforting squeeze.

" . . . . . Kimberly is usually the one doing this . . . . ." Tommy said softly, trying to steady his voice.

"I know . . . . . But you can do this. You are just as strong as she is."

"Where do you think she learned it from? . . . . . ." Tommy said trying to be sarcastic, but failing miserably.

"Would you like me to go with you?" Tears began to fall down his face again, as Tommy just stared at the door in front of him. "Tommy, you don't have o go in. I'm sure Kimberly would understand . . ."

" . . . . . I just . . . . . I feel like I'm losing her . . . . ."

"I know . . . . . Kimberly is your entire life . . . . ."

"I just . . . . . I . . . . . I can't do this . . . . . . . . . ." Tommy said, taking his hand off the door.

"Yes you can Tommy . . . . .Come on, I'll go with you."

"Mom . . . . . What if . . . . . . . . . What if I lose her? . . . . ."

"Oh Sweetie." Christine said, wrapping Tommy in her arms again, as he fell apart. "Sweetie, you just have to hope for the best . . . . . That's all we can do right now . . . . ." Tommy sobbed uncontrollably as Christine held him close. "Baby, I am so sorry! I wish I could fix this for you, but I really can't this time . . ."

"Mom . . . . What . . . . What aren't you telling me?" Tommy asked a few minutes later, when his tears once again subsided.

"Sweetheart . . . . ."

"What did the doctor say?" Christine sighed, wiping her own tears away as she looked at her son. "Mom . . . Please tell me . . . . ." Tommy begged.





To Be Continued . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .