I Do Not Own CSI
"Gil Grissom," the nurse called as Gil and Sara sat in the waiting room for his doctor's appointment.
"Are you ready for this," Gil asked Sara.
"Shouldn't I be asking you that," Sara replied as the nurse led them to the exam room.
"Doctor Hastings will be with you in a couple minutes."
"Thank you," Gil replied politely as she left.
"Are you feeling ok?"
"Just a little nauseous, but I think that's from the smell, it smells too clinical," Sara said as Gil quieted a laugh.
"This is a doctor's office, Sara."
"Oh, shut up."
"I'd be smart and listen to your wife, Gil," Doctor Hasting said, coming into the exam room.
"I always do."
"He is a smart man, most of the time," Sara agreed.
"I hear congratulations are in order."
"Yeah, we're expecting again," Sara said with a smile.
"Oh, I thought you just had the twins."
"Those, too," Gil added.
"You've been busy."
"Aren't we always?"
"That we are."
"Ok Gil, so I looked over your past chart just to refresh my memory. How's your hearing now?"
"Ok most of the time, but it's been cutting in and out for the last week and a half. Last Tuesday it cut out for quite a while I guess, because I fell asleep and Sara came home to two crying babies and I didn't hear a thing," Gil explained as the doctor winced a little.
"Ok, well we know you're pre-disposed to Osteosclerosis."
"Can I ask a really stupid question," Sara asked.
"There's no such thing as a stupid question."
"I would beg to differ on that, but what exactly is Osteosclerosis? I know is causes you to lose your hearing, but what causes osteosclerosis?"
"That's not a stupid question, Sara. I should have explained it," Gil said softly with a sad smile.
"To put it simply, Osteosclerosis refers to a growth of bone in the ear that develops around the stapes, fixing it in place so that it will not vibrate properly. This fixation stops some of the sound vibrations from reaching the inner ear fluids, therefore causing hearing loss. Does that help?"
"Much, thank you."
"No problem. So, Gil, first things first, let me check out what's going on in you ear," she said, pulling out her equipment to look in his ear."
"It does look like there's some growth around your stapes."
"How's the left ear, Gil," she said, going over to the other side.
"About the same as the right."
"Looks like there is about the same amount of growth in this one as well."
"So, what now, surgery," Sara asked.
"Most likely, if that's what you want, Gil."
"I want to be able to hear my children laugh."
"Most people who walk through my door say the same thing. Before we book the surgery, I would like to do a hearing test, just to see the extent of your Osteosclerosis."
"Today?"
"If you have the time."
"We do," Sara answered, starting to pale.
"Bathroom is through the door," she pointed as Sara ran towards the toilet, Gil hot on her heels.
"Damn morning sickness," Sara mumbled between heaves.
"Just relax, Sara, here's some water," Gil said, handing her a glass.
"Thank you."
"Well, I'm partially to blame for this," Gil said, making Sara grin.
"Ok?"
"I'm ok. Now, let's make sure you're ok."
"Hey, we're back," Sara called as Catherine and Warrick came from the living room.
"Hey, how did it go," Catherine asked.
"Ok, I guess."
"You guess, are you losing your hearing or not?"
"Cath, easy now," Warrick said.
"I'm pregnant, leave me alone. So?"
"I'm scheduled for surgery in a couple weeks. I'll need to take a few days off. Hopefully my hearing after will be better than all of yours put together," Gil said as they sat down in the living room, the babies laying on their backs with mobiles above them.
"They're getting really sociable now, they're craving attention," Catherine observed.
"I know, they're getting to a really fun stage where it's all smiles and giggles."
"They're trying to roll over, too," Warrick added.
"Yeah, soon they'll do it. Hopefully we'll be around for it and not at work," Sara said, sitting on the floor, smiling when both boys watched Sara with rapt attention and giving her chubby baby smiles.
"Were they ok for you?"
"Pretty much, other than a little crying when they wanted to be fed, they were fine. This is good practice," Warrick said.
"Anytime you want to babysit for an hour or two feel free. I'm going to need all the sleep I can get."
"I might just take you up on that, Sara," Warrick replied, coming to sit beside her on the floor, watching in fascination as Samuel tried so hard to roll himself.
"Gil, go get the camera."
"Why?"
"Just trust me, please."
"Ookkaay," Gil said, going and grabbing the camera that was only a couple feet away.
"Film, I think he's going to roll," Sara asked as she put a toy to the side of her son, encouraging him to try and reach it.
"Come on, buddy," Sara cooed as Samuel reached out his tiny arms for the toy, effectively rolling to his side and then to his front, scaring himself a little bit.
"He did it! Oh, baby, you rolled over," Sara said, picking him up and standing him up while she held him, making him giggle.
"I can't wait for this."
"Just wait until midnight feedings and diaper changes, Warrick. You might change your mind then," Gil said, picking up Garrett and blowing a raspberry on his neck making him squeal.
TBC
A little more fluff~ can you picture Warrick with a tiny baby, lol, i can, i think it would be a sweet sight
thanks again for all those reviews
Katie