Chapter 8

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Three days had passed three days. We were Wednesday and had not yet seen Noah. Well, Noah and Jane almost, because in the morning one of the two like a firecracker went to work before the other. When I was, she still had not risen when she was, it was with the ass glued to the time and had no time for anything but a "I'm leaving". I was also sure that avoided crossing me. When the surprised looking to leave, he had printed on his face an expression of guilt that in other circumstances I would have pity. So, I started my second day afternoon shift eager to leave. There was a strange and dark vibration there, he wanted to avoid as much as I could.

I started my round the room of Mrs. Prescot, Amanda was called. In those days, he had filed a cordial relationship with her.

- Good morning, Mrs. Prescot. How are you today?.-

She was lying in bed, and even tried to smile, something told me not feeling well.

- A little queasy -

- Let's take the stress and TEMPERATURE.-

I tried to fend her face and her husband, but he was too aware of everything that was related to his wife, so he immediately noticed that I did not like the data recorded on the graph of his wife.

- What's going on?.-

- The voltage is slightly higher than yesterday. I'm going to tell your doctor. Perhaps that is why it is somewhat queasy -

I left the room at a normal pace, and when you close the door behind me, I ran to the checkpoint.

- Call the Doctor Lewis !, quickly! -

- What happen?.-

- Mrs. Prescot has 15/7 blood pressure. It is very unbalanced, and tide -

The doctor took less than 10 minutes to be inside the room of the patient, reviewed the data and took the constants again. He called for urgent PET and ultrasound, and made me accompany the patient in all tests, forwarding data as were available. When we got to the room, the doctor was already waiting for her. It was clear he had been talking to Amanda's husband, because his expression was more worried than usual.

- Let a Caesarean section -

Amanda's hand grabbed my fingers from mine and gripped. His eyes were fixed on her husband, begging for their support.

- Tom.-

Dr. Lewis looked at her seriously.

- Let's prepare for the surgery. Her husband can wait outside, but can not enter the operating room -

It felt as his grip tightened. She was frightened, and could understand. He was facing a very complicated situation, and you would in a room and was afraid of itself, and surrounded by strangers. Then I did something that exceeded my duties, but my heart cries asking me to do.

- I'll stay with you, Amanda. I'm not going anywhere -

I looked at Dr. Lewis, seeking his approval, and he nodded.

- Accompany to preoperatively, immediately I will meet with you -

I walked beside the hospital bed, clutching the hand of Amanda, feeling his fear, trying to absorb everything I could from him with that small gesture. As she rode the elevator with her, I glanced at my wrist watch. My turn would end soon, but I did not care. At home no one would notice I was late, and she needed me, so there was nothing to think, no one to notice.

He had been in more than one birth, and even a cesarean section, but this time, everything seemed different. The operating room felt colder, more distant staff, and the slower, heavier time. But I knew it was not, it was just that the situation was dragging me. I turned my attention to Amanda, and I focus on me while taking the route for introducing medication. I stroked her forehead, brushing the hair that stuck to his sweaty skin.

- My children.-

- I'll be here, I will keep watch. To all.-

I could feel his muscles relax, but it was not by my words. His eyes blurred and I felt like his consciousness was lost. I do not let go of his hand throughout the operation, but also distanced me from the conversation taking place around me. The five boys Mrs. Prescot were on their way. 5 children, I thought, poor woman, a home full of testosterone expected.

One by one, the babies were taken from their warm shelter, and noticed when the operating room environment changed. When the third baby was removed, hurry and nervous glances took over all.

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