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It took almost a week and a half for my little man to get better but soon he was running around with the rest of our four kids playing. Oh if you're wondering I have started thinking of Seth as my kid so that's where the fifth came in and if you added Paul I had six. Anyway, my poor little man got sick again just about a week after the medicine was gone. I had Pop's check him over again and this time his throat and both of his tonsils where worse. Pop's was watching me carefully I started to ask "what's wrong." He had me so worried I started to cry he came over to me and sat next to me and placed my son in my arms. "Baby girl, please stop crying" he started to rub my back "He will be fine" he sighed "he has to have his tonsils out first." I looked at him in a panic and screamed "Jazz" he was in the room in a second. "Sis, please calm down" he almost begged than started using his gift and had me back to normal in no time. Pop's made sure I was ok before continuing "I will set him up with Dr. Sha…" I stopped him. "Pop's," I shook my head "no way if he has to have something done you are doing it you I trust, please," I begged. He smiled "Is Paul going to be ok with this." Paul walked in then "Sorry, baby I could not be here earlier but I was on Patrol and will I be ok with what Pop's." I shook my head "It's ok and to answer your question" I started to cry again. Pop's looked at me to get permission to tell I just nodded "Paul, Maurice needs to have his tonsils out and my baby girl wants me to do it." Paul looked at me "If that's what she wants that's what will happen" I smiled or tried to. Pop's put our little man back on antibiotics and said as soon as the infection was gone he'd set up for the surgery. In the next few days I set up for Pam to stay with Seth and the older two to stay with Em and Sam the day of the surgery.
I was nervous the days before the surgery but it was tenfold the day of. Pop's set up his library to do the surgery and Eddie and Bella was assisting him. After they took him away from me all I did was cry into Paul's chest. I know Jazz was trying to calm me down but it was not working like it usually did. After about a half hour Paul picked me up and set me on his lap. He bent down and whispered in my ear "Baby, please you're breaking my heart," I tried to calm down and I did a little "Our little man will be fine. You know Pop's would never let anything happen to him." I had stopped crying and looked up at him it still shocked me in just a couple months he went from calling my family bloodsuckers to calling them by their nick names. I leaned up and kissed his lips "Thanks baby, I am so glad you're here" I sighed "I just hate seeing any of my baby's sick." He kissed my forehead "I know babe, and I will always be here." We just sat there for a little while longer before Bella came down. "My little nephew is just fine." we smiled at each other "You want to go see him?" I hopped off of Paul and hugged her and then the three of us went upstairs and walked into the room to see our poor little man.
Pop's ushered me to the rocking chair that used to be in Ness's room and after I was seated he placed my sleeping boy in my arms. Paul walked behind the chair and reached down and started to rub my shoulders while Pop's knelt in front of me. In a whisper Pop's said "He will be back to normal in no time" I smiled "it's up to you but if you want to stay here tonight you can." I shook my head "That would be perfect." I pulled him into a half hug with my free arm "Thank you so much Pop's." He nodded kissed my forehead than Maurice's before walking out of the room. A couple minutes later my youngest boy opened his eyes and he signed his throat hurt. Pops gave him some medicine and a bowl of ice cream. Over the next two weeks our little man went from being miserable to being back to normal. I could not be more relived and happy when I could see him in the back yard with the rest of the kids playing and having fun.
Paul was my rock through this entire crisis. I know it was a minor surgery or so they say. No surgery is a minor one to a mother when it is on her baby. Paul not only took care of me he did everything around the house and took care of the rest of the kids till our little man was better. Sometimes Paul's behavior was so mature and made me love him even more. I also get to see his childish side at times and am reminded he is still only nineteen. I also have learned the first sight I saw of him his hair was dyed and he had contacts in. His hair is a dark black and his eyes are so dark and deep. I know this has been so hard on him too but he has been so strong. I know he is going to Sam and I am so glad he has someone to support him. I tried to apologize to Sam about him having to hear all of this but he told me "Paul is like a son to me and any problem he has he can bring to me I will always be here." I hope now we could just have some family time.
I hope you enjoyed this. Please review. I will try to get the next chapter out in the next couple of days. Alot of stuff going on with family some times I wish I did not know most of them.