Ch 8

The next morning, the phone rings early. Chris groans. "Hello?"

"Hi, can I speak to Chris or Rita please?"

"This is Chris."

"Hi, I'm the director of nursing and…"

"Oh yes. I'm glad you called."

"Tell me what happened?"

Chris tells her why they came to the hospital for and about the note.

"So imagine my shock when I get back with our daughter and she was in surgery already and didn't even get a chance to pump or nurse before hand."

"I am so sorry about that. I made the nurses aware of where to put that note in the charts from now on."

"Ok so what happens now to the nurse that failed to give Rita the chance to nurse and pump? I had to tell her that she couldn't nurse Sam and she wasn't happy. That's her favorite part of the day and it was taken from her."

"The nurse was made aware of her mistake."

"And it wasn't as if she didn't have her pump with her. We made sure we brought it with us."

"I'm sorry. Next time we have this situation, unless it's an emergency, we will make sure to give them time."

"Thank you."

She hangs up and Chris groans.

"Who was that?"

"The nursing director. She said the nurses have all been instructed on where to put notes like that and said unless it's an emergency next time they have a situation like that they will give them time."

"And she called at six thirty? Ridiculous."

"I know."

Chris turns on his side and kisses her. "I'm going to fix Sam a bottle. She's gonna be up soon. Be right back."

Rita sighs. "How much longer?"

"Just til tonight. You got this.."

She carefully sits up and grabs her pump. "Might as well get this started."

Chris gets the bottle ready and heads upstairs.

"You ok?"

"Yeah. Sore."

"What do you want for breakfast and I'll fix it and bring your medicine up."

"I'm not hurting."

"Ok..but I don't want you to wait til you're hurting to take your meds."

"I know. I'm sorry."

He puts the bottles to the side and pulls her in his arms.

She wraps her arms around his neck.

"Talk to me. What's going on in that head of yours."

"Just wanted to be with you.."

He kisses her and rubs her back.

She sighs and lays her head on his shoulder.

"You ok?"

She nods. "Never thought I'd miss nursing Sam. But I do."

"I know you do. Just hang in a few more hours. You've about got this whipped."

He carefully sets her beside him. "I'm gonna go dump these and bring you some coffee. What do you want to eat?"

"What do we have?"

"Not much I don't think."

"Ok. Wanna go get something?"

"Feel like going out?"

"No.."

"Ok. I'll bring Sammy and her diapers and wipes over to you and go get some breakfast. Pancakes and hash browns?"

"Yeah. Bacon too please."

"Ok." He picks Sammy up and gives her to Rita. He grabs some diapers and her wipes. "I'll bring her bottle and you some coffee. Be right back"

Sam wakes up and starts to look around. Rita smiles at her. "Hi Sammy. Did you sleep good?"

Chris comes back upstairs with the bottle and coffee. "Hi my pretty girl."

Sam looks at him and yawns.

"I'm going to go get breakfast. I'll be back. Here's your cell phone."

She takes it and takes a drink of her coffee. "Thank you."

"Call me if you need anything. I'll be back as soon as I can."

"Ok. Be careful."

"I will. See you in a few."

He heads downstairs and grabs her keys.