Can you hear me?

6 Months Later

6 MONTHS LATER

Now. Her final chance to stay working at the hospital, to prove that she could stay at the hospital was here.

"Are you ready?" Dr. Hirose asked.

"Yes". Nope. She was kind of afraid that she would forget and make the same mistake that she made last time.

Last time.

A quick scene of her crying over and over on what had happened had her stomach suddenly flip. Oh, brother. She didn't need these butterflies, now. This always happened, though. Until she actually had to do a nerve-wracking thing, until that day, did the panic always come.

And only then, did she pray to God, this time. She really didn't want to get fired - she loved this place. And not only that, she didn't want to make another slip, another mistake, in killing a child.

And she could not stand the looks that the hospital staff gave her - sympathetic, and even snobby, smug, looks.

Oh, please - like they never made a mistake in an important assignment.

Someone touched her arm.

Oh, right. Dr. Hirose.

"So are you willing to do it?"

She told herself - last time, that she wouldn't do it if this opportunity came but she knew that if she didn't take this assignment now, she would never get over it. She had to move on. She had to try. "Yes," she replied, brushing off invisible dust off her hands and then pulled on her blue gloves, and adjusted her cap and gown, and firmly repeated,

"Yes, I will."

"Good." Dr. Hirose nodded grimly and then he walked into the surgery room with Becca trailing after.

This time, the doctor would be there with her. Not to do the surgery but to assist if needed and to observe.

And this patient was different from the last surgery. And before her thoughts turned clouded with memories of the six months before, Becca willed her thoughts to go forward.

And so today, the baby could not poop as a usual baby could have. And it wasn't even funny. Something was wrong with the intestines, apparently and so her job was to check the bowel sounds after cutting the big intestine to attach it to the small intestine.

Then, Dr. Hirose would do the rest.

But as she greeted the baby, and eavesdropped on the parents nearby whispering to each other - tears of anxiousness filled their eyes and fear that the 98% chance that this baby would die would come true. And she even heard them praying silently, to God.

Becca stopped walking and thinking because all that was left was the realization that this was the exact same position her, being born moment was.

She had almost died, she remembered. Almost. But with the help of a few doctors and the will of God, she had miraculously lived.

And she resumed walking - shaking her head. It was like de ja vu except, she wasn't even there at the time she was born. Like, she was but not enough to recall every detail but this moment was exactly like how her mom had explained the details of her genesis. She wasn't able to poop either and so, the doctors had to do a few surgeries on her - sporadically until fourth grade - to fix her intestines too. It still wasn't exactly fixed but it was enough to help her be like any other normal person.

Dr. Hirose called her name.

"Yes, Yes, I'm coming". She went into the surgery room and before the doors slid shut, she was determined more than ever to save this kid. She sent a final prayer to God, who was hopefully listening and watching to what was about to go on.

The doors shut and the lights darkened.