I was sick every morning at the same time. Both of us started to get worried about my condition, and so did the oompa loompas. I went to the doctor, and they ran a bunch of tests. I didn't want Wonka to come with me, because he would ask a bunch of questions that didn't need to be asked.
"I will call you with the results in the next few days. Until then, I would like you to hold off on the work and rest. I think I know what it is, but I will have to look into it farther."
"Thank you. Can you call me any sooner than a few days from now?"
"I don't think so. It will take a while to process the results."
"Ok. Talk to you then."
I went home and he was standing there waiting for me.
"What did they say? Is it bad?"
"They don't know yet. The doctor said he will call me in a few days with the results."
"I hope you are going to be alright."
"Me too."
After 3 days had went by, I got a phone call from the doctor.
"Hello? Doctor Shine? Do you have the results yet? Ok, I'll hold."
Wonka walked in while I was on hold, and stood next to me, waiting to hear what was wrong.
"Yes I'm here. Have him what?" I held the phone to my chest to silence my voice. "He wants you to stand behind me because this might shock me." He did so, and I put the phone to my ear again. "Yeah. Yeah he is. Is it serious? Well that's a relief. What does that mean? I'm what? Oh my… thank you."
"What is it?"
"Brace yourself for this. He says I'm pregnant."