I wake up in the morning. The doctor is standing over me. He's injecting something into my IV.
"What are you doing?" I managed to say.
"Well hello there sleeping beauty. You gave us quiet a scare. You've been out for 15 days."
"What? Why?"
"I gave you some pain medicine to help you sleep and a nurse came in to check on you and noticed you were bleeding again. So we had to go in a redo the surgery. It appears the stitching inside did not hold and the area we repaired previously opened up again. We repaired it again and this time it's holding. Your body has been through so much that you took a long nap."
"Was I dreaming? Did I really lose my baby?"
"Yes unfortunately that wasn't a dream hun. But you are on the path to recovery and that's what we have to focus on."
I tried to hold back my tears but they just come pouring out. He sits on the bed and takes my hand.
"I know this is beyond hard for you, but we had to save your life. You lost the baby during the accident, I'm so sorry for that. But you are here. You are alive and you will go on living your life and raising a family. I was able to at least save that part of you."
I sit silently processing everything. My mom and dad walk in. They are surprised to see me awake.
"Oh baby girl! Your finally awake!" My mom hugs me.
Dads right behind her and sneaks in to hug me too. I feel a sense of comfort with them being here. I feel like everything is going to be ok.
"How are you feeling?" Mom asks.
"I'm doing ok. Not too much pain." I answer.
"I'm guessing you are having a hard time processing that you've lost the baby?" Dad asked.
"Can you tell?"
"Sweetie I'm sorry. No one should ever experience that type of loss." Dad says.
Mom speaks up. "Your dad and I never told you about this, but about 4 years before you were born you had a brother. I carried him full term and when I went into labor he was still born. They couldn't do anything for him. We held his lifeless little body in our arms for hours before they took him away for good." Dad places his hand on hers. The look on their faces are painful, like they both revisited that horrible day.
"Mom, dad I'm so sorry. Why didn't you ever tell me?"
"Well honey, it was one of those things that was better to move past. It was a very hard time for us. Your mom and I couldn't bear the loss, it almost ruined our marriage. We shut the nursery door and didn't touch it till we worked past the loss, focused on each other and shortly became pregnant with you." Dad explains.
"Ella you were the miracle that saved us. You too will find your way." Mom squeezes my hand. "Besides there's been a Derek here every single day. He's quiet the handsome fella."
I'm blushing but also shocked that he's been here.
"So tell me about Derek? What's the deal with him?" Mom asked.
"He's a guy from school. I've known him since freshman year."
"I overheard him talking to you one day when I came to sit with you. It was beautiful. He kept telling you take your time, to get better and come back to him. I think it was sweet but it seems like he's more than a friend." Mom winks at me.
