Our Small Miracle - Adopted by Taylor Swift

Part 82

Taylor's POV

The doctors came in early the next morning wanting to fit Harper's feeding tube. It was a decision that neither myself or Travis wanted to make but we weren't given many other options. It's not that she desperately needs it as she has been starting to try other foods, however they think that seeing her dad again could have caused a major setback and they don't want to risk her losing any more weight. When she was weighed it turned out to be a lot lower than any of us expected meaning if she continues to lose weight it could get dangerous.

Travis and I have faith that she can keep trying new foods and starting to have a wider diet but this is just for precaution. We're also well aware that she can be picky about how things feel and I'm sure she will hate the tape on her face so the first thing we agreed on was that if it genuinely irritates her too much we will get it taken out. That's if she doesn't try to do it herself before then.

When they came in they had me hold her hands so that she couldn't try to push the doctors away and they had a doctor holding her head in place. She hates being held down and immediately started to panic by kicking her legs and trying to wriggle away. Her hands managed to slip free when they started to push the tube into her nose causing her to scream and cry and me to panic.

The doctors thankfully pulled away and let me have a moment to calm her down. "Hey why don't you sit by her head then when she looks up she can see you? It might help and you'll be able to hold her hands down easier. Travis, could you please hold her legs for us?" They suggested.

I immediately moved to where they said and held her arms against her stomach. I saw her eyes looking up at me and crying even more. She was slightly propped up against me but not too much so it wasn't too hard for her to see me. Travis was at her legs holding them down almost in tears. The two of us just felt so guilty for choosing to put her through this.

They tried again but she started gagging and screaming and sobbing for them to stop. I just couldn't see her in that state any longer. I immediately let go of her hands and got into defense mode, holding out a hand to make them stop. "No stop! Please stop! I can't watch this anymore she can go without it.She's been through enough she doesn't deserve this." I told them.

They continued to push the tube further which infuriated me and out of nowhere I pushed them away and wrapped an arm around Harper protectively. "I SAID STOP! I'm her mom and I'm telling you to stop so stop!" I screamed. They immediately backed up and pulled the tube out of Harper's nose.

"Yes ma'am, we will give you guys some time to calm down and try again in an hour." They told me but I shook my head and turned Harper to face me so that she could cuddle up. "I've changed my mind, she's not having one. You will not be trying again." I told them, making myself clear.

"It's what's best for her." One of them told me.

I slowly turned to face one man who was now stood in front of the rest. I raised an eyebrow and scoffed. "I'm her mother I think I know what's best for her and it's not this!" I replied. My patience was wearing thin by that point and eventually he pushed me too far.

"Well you're not her mom if she's adopted." He said, causing me to completely lose it. I handed Harper off to Travis who took her out of the room and I immediately jumped up and slapped the doctor right across the face. I slapped him so hard that my hand stung.

"Don't you EVER speak to me or my daughter like that again! That girl has been through absolute hell and you just decide to say I'm not her mom right in front of her! You have no idea how hard she finds it to call me that and to call Travis dad! I want her discharge forms now because we are done here." I demanded. He nodded and scurried off and another doctor came over.