The real problem

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"Your stomach pain was just some indijestion. It is more common in twins." I was just starting to relax when all the sudden I felt a pain in my side. "Miranda theres blood. Docter Mathews is it her stiches." the docter lifted up my gown and saw that the bandage was leaking blood. He lifted the babdage and discoverd that three stitches were popped. I was bleeding uncontrolably. "Miranda this is going to hurt, but in order to stop the bleeding I have to stitch you back up." I nodded my head and looked at my husband. I couldn't watch the docter stitch through my skin. "Miranda you are going to be okay." I nodded my head and my husband kissed me on the forehead. "Your all done. You were so strong. Most people scream and kick." I chuckled a little bit and I took my husbands hands in mine. "How are all of my children Honey." He looked at me and smiled. "The twins are still outside with Nigel and Andrea probobly scared out of there minds, and the babies are due back any moment." at the moment a nurse walked in and requested to talk to Docter mathews. My husband agreed and they left the room. A minute later Docter mathews came in with a scared, but confused look. "Miranda something happend." one single tear started rolling down the side of my now pale face. "What happend, is it my babies."

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