THE CHURCH GIRL

Chapter 15

NAOMI'S POV * * * *
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I was sweating profusely throughout the entire surgery and all I could murmur to myself was God help me. Within six hours I had still not found the tissue. My back was hurting, my knees kept giving away, my fingers were tired from moving too much and I was soo damn thirsty. Jazzy went into cardiac arrest after another hour when I found the tiny tissue looking right back at me as if it had been there all those hours. The doctors straightened up when I beamed and almost shouted I found it when Ella took off her face mask and shhhushed me.

After eight hours, thirty minutes and five seconds, we were done. I had joined the teared up tissue which had nerves of shock breaking up multiple broken up cord tears. But she hadn't waken up yet. This wasn't supposed to happen that way. She was supposed to wake up ten minutes after the surgery because everything was intact now. So why wasn't she awake after an hour.

I wanted to wait till tomorrow before I let any family see her but I couldn't deprive that innocent mother that feeling of seeing her daughter out of pain. She was breathing on her own now eventhough it was rapidly but still something to hope for. I gave Ella instructions on how she could get visitors expecially close families. We moved her to a private ICU room where she could be more comfortable.

There were soo many reporters outside the hospital. For some reason, I thought that was too weird. Though there had been several celebrities coming in and out asking about the little girls, and as if that wasn't all, the reporters had to ask about which doctor was in charge of Jazzy. I still wonder how our field doctors could all just leave for a seminar just like that. There were always emergencies like this one. I wasn't even awarded my plate because a crackhead doctor hit it in her office for months. I really thought I was still training even after I had finished the whole run. I missed the convention date because I didn't get the letter to attend with Julia which I was so sure Samantha had those letters delivered to her personally. She and I had a bone to pick and it will be ugly.

I waited for Jazzy's family to leave and then went to the ICU to check up on her. I closed the blinds and took off my face mask to sit beside her. I held her hand and like a ting, I felt her move her finger closer to mine. I stared at her for almost an hour thinking about when Junior laid on this same bed and with me laying beside him every night when he was on life support. I sniffed back the tears I had been spilling on her sheets and smiled,"In my study Jazzy, when you talk to a patient in a very delicate condition like yours, they bounce back to earth very quickly", I laughed and sniffed,"I had a brother who was your age. He and I were inseparable. We were like two peas in a pod. He was crazy about one person and it was God, he even gave God a nickname can you believe that", I laughed through the tears,"...but He took him away from me. He saw something really bad and he went into shock like you. He was just innocent and fragile and never wronged anyone. And then just like that, he was gone. But you, you will be fine, I'm sure of it because God wouldn't let that happen to me again. Is too painful", I cleaned my face and washed it in the bathroom only to find Julia and Ella standing beside Jazzy.

"When did you two come in here?", I asked sniffing.

"To check up on you and her, we kinda heard everything", Ella explained smiling.

"We were eavesdropping, not kinda. You need to get some rest, I will stay the night with Jazzy and if any change come up, I will call you as soon as possible", Julia obliged touching my shoulder in assurance.

"No Julia, I wanna be here when she wakes up. I want to be sure this time. I will use the emergency bedroom you made for me in the office. Don't worry about me, I will be fine", and with a few more words, I convinced Julia to go ahead without me.

The next three days was smooth because the paparazzi had gotten some updates, the family had gone through interviews begging the media to give them some privacy, Jazzy had moved her left hand and that was assuring enough. I hadn't watched tv for days and had no idea what was happening in the real world. I had spent the last three days beside Jazzy waiting and praying for her to open those little eyes of hers. I had missed her family a couple of times because I didn't have the courage to answer the same questions I asked myself. I had talked to my mom and Ana Maria to give them updates about Jazzy. I hadn't said a word to my brothers or my father because I didn't have that kind of energy to give freely. Not right now.

I had checked on Jazzy earlier that day before attending to the other patients. I was checking her breathing level when I heard a very soft voice cough. I turned to see Jazzy looking up at me smiling.

"Are you an angel", the little angel herself asked innocently which got me lost for words. I was speechless and teary.

"Oh my God you are awake", my reaction was priceless. This was a miracle because the last time I checked, her BP was low, her senses weren't responding and now she was awake and talking.

"Are you crying?", she asked again with a charming smile.

"No sweet pea, and I'm not an angel. I'm a doctor", I explained calmly.

"Will you be my doctor?", she asked again.

"I'm already your doctor honey. Do you wanna see your mom?", I asked with a smile.

"Yeah, what should I call you doctor?, I'm sure you have a name apart from doctor",she was so adorable when she smiled.

"Naomi. You can call me Naomi. I will let someone call your mommy in and then move you to a very comfortable and nice room, will that be okay with you?"

"Yes Naomi, that will be okay. And you can also call me Jazmyn, Jazzy for short", she smiled that adorable smile again making me smile too. She was supposed to be tired and weak but this was unusual. It seemed like she forgot about the accident and had gained this energetic new stamina. She didn't look sick or tired or weak at all and that was what made me whisper thank you God with watery eyes right after I left her room.

I arranged for her to be moved to another private room with a wide window for fresh air before I told Julia and Ella about Jazzy. They hadn't seen her yet but they were more surprised than I was. Ella decided to break the good news to her family whiles Julia and I helped Nicole with the other patients.

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When God makes the impossible possible, it makes you feel like carrying him and running around in joy just because. God is GooD*********