The Road Ahead Of Us

Chapter 61

Wednesday, October 14th, 2020

Sam's POV

I woke up at 6 AM and took a shower and got ready. They had to be at the hospital by 6:30 AM, and she would have the surgery around 7:30 AM, so I'm going to try and get there around 7 to see her before she goes in. I got there around 7:15. I pulled the curtain back and closed it as I stepped in.

"I'm sorry, I tried to get here faster, but of course the damn traffic was bad."

"This early in the morning?" Stevie asked, who had skipped school today to be with Stacy, even though she was going home some time after the surgery.

"Yes, Stevie. It's 7 in the morning and it's a school day."

"Oh, right." I sat on the bed beside her, across from mom and dad.

"Why are you so close to the wall?" I asked. She shrugged. Her face was red."You getting nervous?" She shook her head.

"No why?"

"You're face is as red as the N on my computer for Netflix." I answered. She laughed."Seriously though, your face is really red."

"Is it as bad as Brenda's?" I rolled my eyes.

"She usually only looks that red is when she's blushing, mad, crying, or sick." I said. She grinned. She had her hair in a bun on the top of her head. I kissed her on the cheek when the nurse started to wheel her out."I'll see you when you come out."

 "Okay, Sammy." The rest of us went in the waiting room and sat on the couches and/or chairs. I took my stuff out of my bag and started working on the questions booklet that Matthew gave me, which I had to finish. It's a common sense test, but I don't know why he wants me to do it. It's fairly easy, but it has over 100 questions. By the time I got 50 finished, it had been 30 minutes. He had music playing in his ear plugs. I looked at the other 4, the twins being taken care of by Donna and Terry, and saw mom, dad, and Stevie on their phones, and Sandy playing with a girl around her age that she goes to school with. I stood up and put my stuff back in my bag for now and went over to them. I sat beside them on the floor.

"What's up?" I asked quietly.

"We're drawing, Sammy. Do you want to draw too?" Sandy asked. I nodded and she handed me a piece of blank paper.

"I'll draw you both a picture and then let you color it. Do you want me to do that?" I asked. They nodded. I drew them both a picture of a detailed boat in the ocean, the sun setting behind it. I let them color it and got my stuff and sat with them again, before beginning all my work. After I finished the other 50 questions, she had been back for about an hour, and they should have at least told us she was in recovery by now. I was starting to get nervous about it now. Another 30 minutes later, there was still no word from the doctor, but then, Dr. Daniels came out.

"I'm sorry for the wait. Instead of just draining it, we drained it, and removed it. It was the kind of cyst that wouldn't go away on it's own. And it wasn't only on her ovary, it was growing around her Fallopian tube, and if we hadn't removed it now, rather than later, she would most likely not be able to have children. But now that it's gone, everything should start working properly in a few weeks." We all nodded, and I sighed in relief.