Forever mine

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

Fifteen minutes later I was rushing through the hospital doors and to the receptionist’s desk. The lady behind the desk was already talking on the phone. I waited 5 whole minutes before my impatience got the best of me.

“Excuse me, can you tell-“

“Two seconds please.” She said, holding two fingers up and giving me an annoyed look that had my blood boiling. What the hell! Hasn’t she ever heard of visitor rights? Stupid woman.

I slammed my hands on top of her desk, making her jump slightly, and shot her daggers.

“I would like to know where the damn is my son…- Please.” I demanded, adding please at the end to try and look like I was trying to be polite.

“Uhh right sorry… What’s his full name?” She asked nervously, giving me looks that pretty much said she thought I was crazy.

Ignoring her, “Jaden Gray.”

“2nd floor, pediatrics department, you will be able to see the sign when you enter the floor, its room 23.” She said not looking up at me.

I mumbled my thanks and hurried to the lift and pressed the button for the lift to open. It took another 5 minutes, with me fidgeting and panicking until the lift finally arrived. I was not good at handling things when Jaden was hurt as you could see. I quickly got in the lift and pressed the number two button, waiting impatiently for the doors to close and for the lift to start moving again.

As soon as the doors opened I stepped out. There were three hallways, one going to my left, one to my right and the longest one went straight ahead with a sign hanging on the ceiling saying ‘pediatrics ward’ and a nurse’s desk in the start corner.

I walked up to the nurse’s desk and asked where room 23 was. What looked like to be the head nurse told me to go straight down the hallway and turn right. It would be the last room down that hallway.

I hurried along the corridor, dodging people and doctors to get to the room as quickly as possible. There was a lot of noise of children crying or parents scolding or shouting at their children coming through many doors along the corridor. I wondered if it was always like this in the children ward in the hospitals. I don’t remember coming to the hospital much when I was a child as I rarely got sick, but even if I did get sick, my parents liked to call their personal doctor home to have a look at me rather than take me to the hospital as ‘it was too much wastage of time we don’t have’ according to them.

Finally I got to the right door and just walked in without knocking. I could hear my baby crying and calling for me.

He looked up at me when I entered the room and started crying harder while spreading his uninjured arm towards me, asking me silently to pick him up.

I rushed to the bed and picked him up in my arms and started soothing him instantly. He buried his face into my neck and his breathing started to hitch, which almost tore my heart in pieces. No mother ever wanted to see her child in so much pain.

“Shhh baby… It’s okay. Where does it hurt?” I asked him while trying to calm him down at the same time. I looked down to see that his left arms was in a cast and it was supported in a sling that was hanging from around his neck.

He sniffled softly and said, “My arm. I fells down the sofa and my arm broked.” I rubbed his back soothingly and smiled at his jumbled up grammar.

“The doctor gave him painkillers for the pain already and said they should put him to sleep as well. But Jaden hasn’t calmed down enough to fall asleep. He was asking for you non-stop and there was nothing I could do” I turned around to see Cindy standing near the door of the room, presumably trying to give us some privacy. She was smiling at me nervously, almost as if she believed I was going to start shouting at her and blame her for Jaden breaking his arm.