I go to the doctor, Arthur left with Dutch for business.My odd sensations in the belly continues every day, it's been a week that I feel that. I enter the office, the doctor greets me and makes me sit down.
- So, Miss. What's wrong? He asks me.
- For several days, my stomach makes me feel weird ... I would not really know how to describe this feeling.
- You have fever? Vomiting? Cough?
- Almost every morning when I get up I vomit. But I don't cough and I don't have fever.
- I will examine you.
He listened to my heart, my breathing, according to him everything is normal, he presses a little on my belly.
- Do you vomit only in the morning? He asks me.
- No, in the day it's already happened.
- Do you have any other symptoms?
I was embarrassed, but he is a doctor after all.
- I also have a little pain in the breasts ....
At this moment he looks at me and a smile slowly appears on his face.
- I'm going to ask you only one question: When did you get your period for the last time?
- My ......... OH MY GOD !!! YOU MEAN.....
- I think so, miss. Congratulations, you are pregnant.
- B... But .... My man .....
I can no longer articulate my words, I feel like I'm in a tornado.
- Calm down, breathe and tell me. The doctor told me calmly.
I take a deep breath, and tell him Arthur's current state of health, I talk to him about plants.....He tells me that tuberculosis is transmitted by respiratory way, as far as Arthr is concerned, if he coughs less he will be less contagious, as far as the baby is concerned, there is no risk of contamination by having sex.The baby is out of danger.
He also tells me that the herbal tea that I make Arthur drink, only slows the progression of the disease, it will become slower to develop, and Arthur certainly has several years ahead of him.He also tells me that kissing him again will be possible, but for the moment he is still a little too contagious.
- So ... does it mean that we can resume a completely normal life? I ask him.
- If he continues to drink this herbal tea that you made and avoids doing too much physical effort, I think so.
- And ....in the bed.... you think we could....I ask embarrassed.
- As I told you, you must wait until the cough dissipates a little and the fever is no longer there. Then free to both of you to do what you want ....
At this moment, I have the impression to dream: Arthur who will live longer despite the disease.... the fact that I'm pregnant....
I pay the doctor and go outside and get on my horse, while I go back, I do not know if I have to tell Arthur. Things are getting complicated at the camp these last days.
* Maybe I'll tell him when the thing will calm down ... but I do not know if I should be happy or not .... A child.... Arthur and I are going to have a child.... *
I abruptly stop my horse and think, I realize the importance of this news.How would Arthur react? Happy? Angry?
I am only at the beginning of my pregnancy and it is not seen yet, in three months my belly will start to grow.Three months ..... I have three months in front of me .... before that can be seen.
I decide not to say anything at the moment, I will not accompany Dutch or Micah or Bill in their affairs. I prefer helping Pearson for food and Charles for hunting.
Thinking about it... I think I'm happy.... This child... our child.....
I know that Arthur had a child before, a son... but he is dead.... maybe it's a sign... him, me and this child... it may be a sign of a new life....
*Yes, it's great news ... wonderful news!*
I'm leaving, riding at full speed to the camp, but I prefer to keep this news for myself, and stop smiling, I'll tell the others that I have an allergy or something similar.
In the evening, Arthur still has not returned, but I see Charles returned to the camp. He sits next to me with a plate of stew.
- Arthur is not with you? I ask him.
- No, he still has some work to do ... do not worry, he's fine.
I eat a little stew when Charles asks me:
- You went to see a doctor?- Yes, I have a kind of allergy, he does not know what, but it's probably due to a food in the stew. Nothing serious.
- It's good.
I continue to eat, I look around me. Many of them do not know Arthur's state of health. Even though they heard me cry the other day, they must have thought it was due to the latest events.
But there is one more thing that worries me: The behavior of Dutch.
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A baby! A baby!!
Quick question: Do you think Arthur would make a good father? I'm waiting for your answers!
And I told you things would be better for Arthur and Sarah! Even if Arthur is sick, I learned about TB, and I know that TB may be latent, Arthur may be sick, but with this herbal tea, things will be much better for him!
As usual, do not hesitate to leave a comment !! I wish you a good day or a good night !!!
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Fanfiction1899, the East is conquered by civilization, some stay and others go away. The west is still wild, but for how long? Times change, and we must accept this reality. This is the story of a trapper woman named Sarah Gardner and her encounter with Dutch...