Chapter 9
I woke up the next day and saw Nick
sleeping in a chair that was next to my bed. I saw a nurse come into the room
and change my Iv bag that had been hooked up to me last night. I looked back
over to Nick, he had a smile on his face. I wonder what he was dreaming about.
My thoughts wandered off to my well our baby. I wanted to know how she was
doing. I saw Dr. Smith was into my room and come up to where I was.
"Hello Rachael" Dr. smith
said.
"How is she?" I asked. I saw
Dr. Smith frown.
"The odds still don't look good,
I think you and your boyfriend should be prepared for anything that could
happen" Dr. Smith said as I nodded my head.
"How much of a chance does she
have to live?" I asked, tears filling my eyes as Dr. Smith looked at me
with sympathy in his eyes.
"Less then 50%" he said as
tears flowed quickly down my cheeks, "I'm sorry to say this, but I think
you and your boyfriend should start getting a funeral ready". I heard a
beep and knew it was Dr. Smith's pager. He checked it and moved forward to
shake my hand.
"Sorry Rachael I need to take
care of another patient but I'll come back to see you if anything about your
baby comes up" He said as he took my hand and shook it. I shook his back
as he walked out of the room. I saw Nick stir in his sleep as he opened his
eyes.
"Hey baby" He said as he
walked over to me and kissed my cheek gently.
"Nick, Dr. Smith came in
today" I said as Nick sat back down.
"And"? He asked as tears
started to flood my eyes again.
"he said we should start making
funeral arrangments for Faith, She hardly has a 50% chance to live" I said
as he pulled me into tight hug and let me cry into his chest.
"Whatever the circumstances well
make it through this rach" He said as he kissed my head. I fell asleep in
Nick's arms hoping our baby would be fine.
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