"OWEEEE" I screamed. Jazzy shot up into a sitting position. Her eyes were squinted and she asked me what was wrong.
" my stomach it's hurting" I start to cry.
" what do you want to do?" She is now wide awake. I can tell she is very nervous.
" let me call my doctor and see what I should do." I get up and feel a tickle down my leg. I hurry to the light switch and turn the light on. It was blood...
"Jazz! I'm bleeding!"
" girl forget calling the doctor we are taking you to the hospital." She runs and gets the keys. We hurry to the car. As fast as I can since I'm now six months pregnant with triplets. I'm sure you can imagine how big I am. The hospital is about a thirty minute drive and I already feel like I'm dying. My stomach keeps getting harder and harder. I am scared I'm going into labor 6 months early...
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We finally get to the hospital on the emergency side. Jazz quickly parks the car directly in front of the hospital entrance and runs inside, leaving me out in the car. I got up and to my surprise there was blood on the seat. I feel years burning the rims of my eyes. I am so scared. A ton of what ifs were going on in my head. 'What if one or even all of my babies are dying as we speak' and ' what if I die' I wasn't to worried about my well being as I was about my three precious little ones, that were my miracles. Jazz comes outside, following her were frantic doctors and a gurney. The doctors saw the blood and hurried even quicker. I got up onto the gurney and was wheeled away to the maternity ward.
Right when we got into my room the one lady Doctor cut into my pants.... My new pants. She could have just asked me to take them off. But then I forgot they were already ruined from the blood so cut away! The doctors keep whispering amongst themselves and I finally have to remind them that they are forgetting someone in their little huddle, or "Doctor club"
" hello, women in pain over here with abnormal blood coming out of her vagina!"
"We are sorry, we sometimes forget we are not alone. We are going to have to run some tests and do a stomachs x-Ray. Is there any way you are pregnant?"
Is he seriously asking me that... Am I literally hearing that? At this point I am frustrated. So I roll my eyes and rudely comment.
"Pfffft, YES DOCTOR I AM PREGNANT WITH THREE MIRACLE BABIES! I DO NOT WANT AN OBVIOUSLY BLIND DOCTOR WORKING ON ME!" I can bet that if they opened the door the whole ward would be silent with people looking at the closed door.
"I'm sorry ma'am it's just procedure." One of the Doctors' said while concentrated on getting my vitals.
"OUCH!" Gosh I hate needles so much!
They do an ultrasound and one of the doctors looks like she has seen a ghost. At this point there is no way I am going to be calm. I hate all this nonverbal communication it's infuriating.
"Please can you tell me what's wrong?" I'm no longer holding in my tears. I just sob.
"Ma'am it looks as if your placenta has been ripped. We are either going to have to deliver your babies or do emergency surgery."
" please don't deliver my babies..." I say as I feel a shock of pain and then Blackness.
Hey guys! Oh my gosh I am so sorry my life has literally been a nonstop roller coaster. Now that I am settling down I can update more often. Tell your friends about this story! I also need a new cover so whoever wants to make one I'd so appreciate it!
I also need some baby names for two girls and a boy! I don't know if all the babies will survive but I do know what's going to happen next! Keep reading my little soldiers.
