Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 93284 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 466(@200wpm)___ 373(@250wpm)___ 311(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 93284 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 466(@200wpm)___ 373(@250wpm)___ 311(@300wpm)
Apparently it was a rhetorical question because he went to the tube that was down my throat and started the process of peeling the tape from my face.
“Cough out when I start pulling, it will make it easier.” He instructed.
I coughed and the tube was pulled out of my throat. I started a coughing fit that shot fire through my left shoulder.
“When Cindy checks the incision, we will place your arm in a binding that will keep you from moving it. It will make it feel better-” he was saying, but I wasn’t listening anymore because Cheyenne was being wheeled to the bay beside me. Her eyes were fluttering, like she was awake but not quite coherent.
“How is she?” I rasped.
“She is doing great! She was alert in the operating room and seems to have just fallen asleep. Oh! Never mind, she is awake again. Seems that the sound of your voice woke her up right fast!” The male that was locking her bed in position beside mine said.
Her head was turned to me and her eyes locked with mine, and then filled with tears and started trailing down her cheeks.
“Sam.” She whispered.
“So, you took the easy way out and had them by C-section, huh? You owe me twenty bucks.” I rasped to her.
We made a bet a couple months ago that she would deliver them naturally. I said no way was she doing it naturally, and most likely she would be having a C-section and be high on the good drugs.
A blinding smile over took her face and she said, “I love you.”
“Love you too, Cheyenne.” I said back to her.
I passed out as soon as I saw Cheyenne’s eyes close. I didn’t know how long I was asleep before I felt moving. They were wheeling me to an elevator.
“Where are we going?” I asked the orderly who was pushing me.
“Maternity wing. You will be the first male patient.” The orderly laughed out.
“Sounds good to me.” I said.
It wasn’t long before we arrived in a very spacious room. Cheyenne was in the middle of the room, and they wheeled me over to her right side and locked me in. I refused any pain medication, so they took out one of the IVs and left the other in so it could get some antibiotics. Cheyenne was still asleep, so I just watched her sleep.
It wasn’t long before James and the babies arrived, accompanied by Nurse Julie that seemed to hang on James’ every word. I laughed. Only James could pick up a girl in a hospital.
Since Cheyenne was still sleeping, they wheeled the girls over to me and placed them in my arm like they did earlier. Nurse Julie left, and James walked over to his sister and kissed her on the forehead. It made me a little jealous because I really would like to give her a kiss right now.
A nurse came in and kicked James out so she could check Cheyenne’s bleeding, and he said that he would go get the other’s and be back shortly. I watched as the nurse checked her over. Cheyenne woke while she was doing this, and looked over to me and she smiled huge.
“How are they?” she asked.
I looked down at them, both sleeping peacefully. They were wrapped up in new blankets and hats that were pure pink.
“They’re perfect.” I answered her.
“Baby A was born at 12:09 A.M. weighing in at five pounds three ounces. Baby B was born at 12:11 A.M. weighing in at four pounds eleven ounces. Both were healthy. Apgar was nine both times it was performed for both babies. Do you have any names yet?” she asked us.
“Uhhh, no. We’ve been fighting over this for weeks.” Cheyenne said.
“That’s normal. It happens all the time. Just let us know soon so we can write it down and get it on their charts and birth certificates.” She said. “It might be a while before they are ready to eat. Since you were completely put under for your C-section they’ll be a little tired until it works out of their system. We’ll give it another thirty minutes or so, and then try to feed them. You missy, we will get you up from bed tomorrow morning. You sir, will be able to move around once you are up to it. Just don’t overdo it. Do you want to do a baby swap while I’m still in here?”
“Yes, ma’am.” I said to her. “But can you move us closer together?”
“I can do that.” She said and went about rearranging us.
She put the railing down on both of our beds and locked the beds as close as they could get together. She moved both babies into Cheyenne’s lap and situated Cheyenne and then left the room.
Wait for it. Five. Four. Three. Two. One.
“What. The. Fuck. Is going on?” she seethed.
Chapter 22
CHEYENNE
It had taken me a while to get with the program. Our night had been wonderful. Blaine, Ember and I teased Elliott throughout the night. I had fallen asleep at some point while watching How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days. I was woken by hushed panicked voices and a hand smoothing my hair back. I peeled my eyes open to see Elliott crouched down beside the couch, his face serious and grave.
“What is it?” I asked him.
“Sam’s been shot. It’s not good. He was taken to ETMC in Tyler. We need to get you to the hospital.” Elliott said quietly.
I didn’t really comprehend what he said. How did he get shot when he was at a bar? I went to that bar all the time! My heart felt like it was ripping to tiny little shreds. I closed my eyes and pleaded with God not to take him away from me. Our babies haven’t even gotten a chance to meet him yet.
The trip to the hospital was hazy. I remember going up to James and then nothing. I woke up and knew something was wrong. A nurse was by my bedside and explained what had happened. I started looking around frantically for the babies or Sam. I turned left first to see a blue curtain, then right, and my heart started to mend in my chest. Sam was staring at me with love in his eyes. I fell back to sleep shortly after that; woke up again to find myself in this new room.