The Beauty of Death

Chapter 4- Lost

What was that all about? I was sitting next the bed at the hospital with Kizzy's small and fragile hand in mine. I was just staring at her. I could feel the tears behind my eyes wanting to come out, but I wouldn't let them. I refused to be weak in front of my baby girl. I had my head bowed, silently crying and praying that Kizzy would be fine when she walked in. The nurse was just there to check on Kizzy. She seem nervous about something. I couldn't place it. She asked who I was and I told her my name was Luke and her face went sad for a second and she introduced herself as Penny. She even asked what Kizzy's name was and I told her. She smiled and commented that it was a beautiful name. We were interrupted by a flatline from down the hall and she left. I sighed as I got up. I needed to make a few phone calls and get things here so I could stay next to my daughter. At least for this week. Next Monday, my job started and I needed to figure out what I was going to do. What would Joe think of this and how would he react?

"Shit. I don't know what to do anymore, Makenzie." that was the first time I've said my wife's name since she died.

My wife had been the absolute most beautiful woman I have ever met. We got married right out of college and found out we were expecting Kizzy not long after. She had done excellent until the day she went into labor. They were able to get Kizzy out and when they went to try and stabilize her, her heart just gave out. A part of me died the day I put her to rest and I will never get that back. This is why I try so hard for Kizzy. I'm all she has. I turned to see three nurses and a doctor staring at my outburst. Great. I spun around and sped the other way. I whipped out my phone, slide my screen and called Nikki. She was furious that I could be so stupid. She even brought up the fact that if I kept it up I would end up like my wife. I told her if she wanted to be allowed near Kizzy, she would shut up and get down here so I could get some of our stuff for here. She got there not ten minutes later and I knew she had to of sped here nearly twice the speed limit. She came into the reception area like a thunder storm on a calm day. She was demanding to know where her niece was and I coughed behind her and nodded for her to follow. I gestured for her to go first through the door. She stopped at the bed and covered her mouth in a silent cry.

"So, what did they say was the issue?"

"The issue, as you put it, is that she's in a coma."

At that she cried out loud and clung on to me. I wrapped my arms around her and cried with her for the first time that night. A few hours later and quite a few phone calls later. I had a sub lined up for my classes and I got our clothes. I talked to the nurses and we got two beds moved in for Nikki and myself. I was online when the doctor walked in to do his nightly rounds. He checked her heart and lungs as well as her brain waves. Yes, I know what I'm talking about. My mother was a RN. she was a very good registered nurse at that. He confirmed that she wasn't waking up anytime soon. Nikki was passed out with her stuffed monkey that I only saw when she was too stressed out. I looked back at my research that I was doing on comas and eventually I just shut it down. It was making me more depressed than I was. I got up and headed for the bathroom. I finished my business and washed up. Even splashed a little water on my face. I went back and changed into a pair of sweatpants and a tank top. I climbed into the bed that was right next to Kizzy's and tried to get some sleep.