When we arrive at the hospital, the doctors are waiting at the door and ready. The second the ramp from the ambulance hits the floor, they surround me and the paramedics converse with them to fill them in on what's happening. I suck on the gas and air, groaning as another contraction hits. I feel sick and I feel scared. This is one of those moments when I so desperately want my mum here to hold my hand and guide me through this. Instead, I have Jimmy who grips onto my fingers tightly, only letting go as the doctors begin wheeling me into the hospital. I look back at Jimmy who is grabbing all of the bags and holding Summer back who tries to follow me. When I turn back around, I feel even more scared with the doctors surrounding my stretcher who's faces are all stern and serious. They only turn to talk to me once we're in a bay.
"Hello Everleigh, I'm Dr Greyson and I'm going to be taking care of you with my amazing team of nurses whilst we get you checked over. How are you feeling?" Her voice is gentle and she keeps direct eye contact with me whilst talking.
"I'm okay, I'm just scared," I admit, feeling small and vulnerable as the nurses rush around me to hook me up to all sorts of machines. One nurse attaches a blood pressure cuff and a pulse ox as another begins putting ECG stickers across my chest. A third nurse begins setting up a fetal monitor on my stomach. When I look to the side, I see Jimmy being taken into a room by another doctor. His face is full of panic as he looks over at me and I want so badly to just run over to him and reassure him that it's going to be okay.
"It's perfectly understandable to be scared but you are going to be okay, we're all here to help you and your baby. We've got an amazing team who are going to take care of you both and figure out what's happening and how to help. We'll get you checked over and then take you right up to the maternity ward where you'll get to hopefully relax a bit better, how does that sound?" I nod.
"Thank you," I say sincerely. The doctor nods and heads over to once of the nurses who beckons her to check a monitor. It's the fetal monitor.
"Is she okay?" I ask, scared. The doctor keeps her eyes on the machine as she talks to me.
"Baby's heartbeat is going a little fast but it's nothing too concerning, we'll keep a very close eye on it. It looks like your vital signs are all good though, nothing abnormal. We do want you to have an ultrasound to get a closer look at the baby. I'm going to call upstairs now and check if they have a room ready for you on the maternity ward, do you have the name of your midwife?" I nod and tell her the midwife's name. She rushes off to make the call and I lay my head back, taking another deep drag of the gas and air. The paramedics are gone now and it's only one nurse remaining who is taking my ECG. Another nurse joins him in my bay, a tray in her hands.
"Am I alright to just put in a cannula for you, sweetheart?" The nurse asks and I nod, holding my arm out.
"I'm going to try and go through your hand, looks like you have some strong veins there!" I look away as she tightens the tourniquet around my arm, wincing slightly at the pinch of the needle in my hand.
"Perfect! Let me just stick a dressing over that and you're all sorted," She says with a smile, pulling the metal part of the needle out and swiftly sticking the cannula dressing over it, using some medical tape to secure it better.
"How does that feel?" She asks and I nod, looking down at my hand.
"It's okay, thank you," I say. She pats my leg reassuringly before taking the tray and leaving. The other nurse who was doing my ECG gives me a smile as he leaves too. I look over to the family room where I know Jimmy is sat inside, anxiety riddling my brain. I just want him sat here with me. I don't want to be alone. Silent tears roll down my face as I clutch at my stomach, the only comfort coming from having my baby with me. Even she doesn't provide me much comfort as I sit here terrified of losing her. Only months back, I had no idea what I wanted to do or how I'd cope being a mother. I didn't even know if I could keep her. But as she's grown and as I learnt to love her, things have been so different. I can't imagine a life without her. I just couldn't see it. I don't want to lose my baby and I don't want her to lose me. I'm so scared of what's to come. I'm absolutely dreading it. I just want my baby girl here with me, safe and sound. In my uterus for just a few more weeks. Maybe they can stop my labour?
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Problem Kid
Teen Fiction[NEW CHAPTERS RANDOMLY RELEASED] ⚠️⚠️18+ due to mature themes⚠️⚠️ Everleigh has never had a normal life. After losing her father as a young teenager, she fell into the painful routine of self harm and eating disorders, repeatedly checking in and out...
