Patience Problems
"I want to see him."
"Say it again, maybe they'll hear you this time. I'm sure the thousandth time is the charm."
"Shut it. I'm just anxious. I didn't get to see him. Did you see him?"
"No, I was in so much pain that I missed him. What's your excuse?"
"I...well..."
"You fainted, didn't you?"
"I didn't faint, I just..."
"Fainted."
"Yes! I mean no. I passed out. A little. But still, I would have thought YOU would have..."
"Don't try to guilt me into thinking I should have stayed totally coherent while birthing your child."
"I wasn't, it's just that you had pain numbing spells all over you. You didn't feel anything."
"Did too! You don't know. I had a hole in my stomach. It hurt."
"Whatever. The healer said you would feel only slight pressure."
"Only if you think slight pressure is someone hitting you in the bollocks with a sledgehammer."
"You're exaggerating. Anyway, I really, really, really want to see him."
"Patience, love. The healer said that he'll bring him down after they've given him his shots. He'll be here soon enough."
"But...but, I really want to see him. Would it kill them to bring him down here to do all that rubbish?"
"Do you really want to want to watch them poke our child repeatedly with needles?"
"They, they do that? Oh shit, we need our baby. Now. Where is he?"
"Let's go down to the maternity ward and see him."
"Yes. Yes, let's go. Get in your damn wheelchair."
"He's..."
"Wow."
"I..."
"I know."
"First name is James."
"Middle is Adonis."
"Deal."
"I..."
"I know, love."
"He's..."
"Perfect."
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