I actually did a tidbit of research to make the medical information in this chapter as accurate as possible. But, remember, I am fourteen. I will be making some mistakes. I will have the next chapter up today.
Greg and Nick walked into a few of the wrong rooms before they found the one the nurse directed them to. Tara was in a private 'suite' in the maternity wing of the hospital. There was a huge waiting room outside of her room, and the doctor had just finished giving her an exam. Greg told Nick to call everyone once they got to the hospital. The doctor led Greg into Tara's room where he sat on the edge of her bed, and held her shaking hand. The doctor then filled them in on Tara's condition.
"Tara is almost six months pregnant. 25 weeks, to be exact. At this point the baby can survive outside of the uterus, but with constant care. The amniotic sac ruptured prematurely, causing the body to react and go into labor. Tara's labor started soon after her water broke, and we have to deliver the baby. It has a 50 chance of of survival, so the odds are not against you. Because the baby is so early, we will need to monitor both you and the baby. I will be back in a few moments to check up.", the doctor said calmly as Tara wept.
Nick paced back and forth in the waiting room as he waited for everyone else to arrive. When they did, they were confused as to why they were there, because Nick hadn't told them why on the phone. Greg came out of Tara's room to telk to everyone and he had clearly been crying.
"Guys, Tara was waiting for you to ask before she told you, but now is a good a time as any. Tara is 25 weeks pregnant. And, the reason we're here, is, she went into 'premature labor'.", Greg announced as he wiped his eyes and shuddered. Ctherine came up to hug him, and as she did, she whispered 'congratulations' in his ear. He whispered 'thanks' back to her and he sat down to give them details.
Tara laid in the bed, waiting for everyone to come in and make a fuss. She sighed and rolled her head over on it's side. She was already really tired, and she didn't know if she had the strength to deliver right now. She was startled a little when the door opened and half a dozen happyCSI's came in. She got hugs from each of them, and they all chatted a little to try to cheer her up and lighten the mood. All of a sudden she bolted upright and winced in pain while holding her abdomen. Greg pressed the call button on her bed, and the obstetrician showed up and asked everyone but the father to leave the room. Tara laid back down, sweaty, tired, and sore and the doctor examined her blood pressure, vital signs, and hooked up an IV.
"You will be ready to deliver soon, Tara. I am going to move you into the delivery room now."