(Chapter 48)
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John's Pov
Nicole was finally able to come home and it was amazing to know that she could be in her own house and out of that damn hospital I know being home wouldn't make her instantly walk and she would still have to be in bed all day or in her chair depending on how she felt, the night that the doctor said she could go home we planned on leaving the next day when Nicole decided to have her first therapy before we left and it didn't go so well when she was taken back to her room she cried and made me go with the kids home and told me she would call when she was ready to come home, when she didn't call I began to worry so I went to see her and she was sleeping I stayed the night and checked in on the twins that morning Nicole told me she wasn't ready to go we fought about it a bit until I agreed to do as she said as I asked Rosanna to come to the hospital with Brie and the kids so she could see them but after feeding them she sent them out of the room having Brie there really helped because she told me that she sensed Nicole was depressed I told the doctor and he told me with the not walking thing and her just having babies she might be going through postpartum depression.
I didn't really know what that was until he told me that it was depression suffered by a mother following childbirth, arising from the combination of hormonal changes, psychological adjustment to motherhood, and fatigue. He told me that it could be worse since she's going through the struggle of walking again so we need to keep an eye on her. So when she finally told me she wanted to be home it made me happy but she didn't seem to happy about it, felt like she was forcing herself to come home.
"Do you want to sit in the kids room?" I said as I carried her upstairs.
"No just take me to bed." She said laying her head on my chest and yawned.
"You sure I'm sure they have missed you." I said trying to get her to change her mind.
"John their like a month old the only thing they know is that I have their food so I'm okay I'll see them later." She said getting angry.
"Ok." I said not wanting to argue with her anymore.
Once I had her all settled into bed I sat next to her as she just played on her phone.
"So what time is Owen supposed to come in tomorrow." I said stroking her hair.
"He's not coming." She said setting her phone aside.
"Why not?" I said
"I have given up on the hope that I will walk again so I'm no longer going to do therapy if you want to leave me because if it go right ahead I don't care." She said making me angry but I know that this isn't really her feeling this way it's the depression taking over.
"Nicole just because you have been having some bad times in therapy doesn't mean you should give it up." I said trying to convince her to continue.
"It's no use." She said starting to fall asleep.
"Try it for a whole month and if nothing works then you can stop okay?" I said hoping she would agree.
