Okay. So. I haven't even wrote for about 2 years, and I do apologise but I'm in my last year of high school and so, I have shitty exams and coursework and what not. Anyways, since its been so long I can't promise this will be brilliant, seeing as I just want to get this story finished because I hate it now. But I'll try my best to at least make it readable.
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Last breath. Chapter 22.
Annie's P.O.V
My head was absolutely pounding. This was by far the worse headache I'd ever experienced. My hearing was blurred, I could hear a faint beeping but all other sounds evaded me. I felt paralysed. Like a weight was pressing down on me, I felt heavy, weak. I couldn't quite open my eyes, nor did I really want to, fully aware that any amount of light would only add to the excruciating headache that had formed.
After what seemed like hours, I started to feel a bit stronger, I flexed my fingers, realising I had a pulse oximeter attached to my index finger. I made a fist with the other hand, and then relaxed my hands. I tensed my legs a little and realised they ached slightly. I half opened my eyes to assess how brightly lit the room was, after being satisfied that the lights were turned off, I opened them fully and blinked a few times to focus my eyes. Looking around the room I noticed I was in a hospital room, that's when I remembered what had happened and why I was there. I sprung up in my bed, and a shooting pain ripped through my abdomen, I hissed in pain and slowly lay back down. I took a few deep breaths until the pain subsided, I then pressed the buzzer for a nurse.
Only a few minutes later a nurse popped her head round the corner, and flicked the light on. I squinted, the pounding in my head resurfacing.
'Oh its nice to see you're awake! What is it honey? Do you need more pain relief?'
'Yes please, I've got a terrible headache. What happened? Where's my baby? Is it okay?'
'Alright love, I'll show you how to administrate yourself more pain relief. You see this button here, you just press this and it releases a dose of morphine. And as for what happened, you went into cardiac arrest during labour, and we managed to resuscitate you, but we then rushed you to theatre to give you a C-section as the baby was very distressed and you were in no way capable of giving birth naturally. You had a baby girl, and she's fine, she was very distressed and it took her a while to settle down again, she was very shocked, and unhappy, but she's sleeping now, however because she was premature she's in the special care unit at the minute.'
My eyes brimmed with tears, I was so overwhelmed after everything that had happened and all I could think of was my little baby, all lonely in an incubator.
'When can I see her?'
'In a few hours I'll arrange for someone to take you down, you need to get some rest right now, and I'll need to change your drip, so I'll be back in about 10 minutes to do so, is there anything I can get you?'
'Can you get my boyfriend in please, thanks'
'Sure' with a smile she left and the door swung shut behind her.
The door cracked open a little, and with hesitation, fully opened.
'Hey gorgeous.' Taylor whispered, beaming his gorgeous smile my way.
'Hey.' I smiled. He walked to my side and kissed me on the head, his lips lingering for a few minutes. He then kissed me on the lips. And I closed my eyes, feeling happy and safe finally.
'She's beautiful Annie, absolutely beautiful, and so so tiny, she's just so fragile. But she's beautiful, and she's ours' he smiled.' A tear left my eye and he stroked it away with his finger.
'Our little girl' I whispered.
'I thought I had lost you baby, I was so scared, I couldn't stop crying, not till I knew you were okay.' This time it was Taylor tearing up.
'Shhh baby, I'm here and I'm fine, so just try not to think about it' I whispered, wiping away his tears.
I heard the door open, and I opened my eyes, awakening from my light sleep.
'You ready to meet your baby?' My eyes lit up and I nodded. Taylor came to my side and helped me to sit up and swung my legs over the side of the bed. The nurse brought a wheelchair over and Taylor lifted me into it. I winced a little from the pain, but the excitement was too overwhelming for me to be bothered by the pain. Taylor took the wheelchair and followed the nurse down the hospital corridor. I was so excited, nervous, happy, upset and scared all at the same time. The butterflies in my stomach fluttered violently as we entered the special care unit.
'Here we go.' The nurse smiled, holding the door open for Taylor and myself. As we entered the room my eyes fell on a nurse standing by an incubator, and then the sight inside the incubator took my breath away. She was so small. Like, tiny. She looked lost inside the massive incubator, the nappy didn't look right at all, it looked more like it would fit a giant rather than her. Taylor wheeled me to the side and I just sat staring at my beautiful daughter. She looked no longer than 8 inches long from her head to her bottom. She looked so fragile and vulnerable. There were wires and tubes everywhere, and her chest rose and fell mechanically, thanks to the tubes down her throat and in her nose.
'Try to ignore all the wires, I know how scary they look, but they're only there to help' the nurse besides the incubator smiled.
'How heavy is she?' I asked, my eyes never leaving her soft face.
'Only one pound 4 ounces, less than a bag of sugar! But she's a little fighter. Why don't you put your hand in, let her hold your finger?' I did what she said and slowly put my hand through the small hole in the side of the incubator, after sanitising my hands. At first I was hesitant, then I held her hand in mine and all the emotion came out, and I cried. I cried tonnes. Taylor stroked my hair while I cried, and I sat by the incubator for at least half an hour, I started stroking her cheek and she moved her head towards my hand slightly and it was the best moment of my life. I knew instantly that I would never love another human the way I loved her, and no one would ever love her as much as I did. I knew I would never let anyone hurt her. She was my baby. My precious baby. And no one could take that away from me.
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So. I know this is shit and I apologise. But it's all I could think of and it took me like 5 hours haha. I've had major writers block. But I really want to get this story finished as soon as possible.
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