Blainsville

6) The Next Three Days...

Diana

There was nothing but silence the whole drive home, it was strange the only sound in the car was talk radio. I couldn't help but imagine about what it would be like to have a mini us. With my strawberry blonde hair and tiny freckles or maybe they would look more like Jimmy; with thick black curls and dark sapphire eyes. If we were as blessed as I believed we are to even be having children they might look like a mixture of both of us; two wavy haired, dark eyed cuties. Maybe they would be girls and act exactly as I did as a girl playing dolls, making mudpies and playing dress up. "Are you even listening to me, Ana?" I'm broken from my pleasant fantasy with a snappy tone. "Huh? Oh yea. I understand honey, but now that turns out one of us can have kids its exciting if you think about it." I shouldnt have said that out loud cause what I receive back is an earful.

"Exciting? Exciting?! Are you fucking kidding me?! Ana, I'm a man. Men dont have babies, we work to feed them and our wives. This happening is just... It's..."

"It's what, James? Amazing? A miracle?" Jimmy glances down at the floor, "Disturbing... Disgusting. Diana, I'm a fucking freak of nature. I mean did you think I woke up a few weeks ago..." "Eight and a half weeks." I add as we make a turn toward our street. "Whatever! The freaking point is that I'm gonna be judged like a side show attraction. People from thousands of miles away will come on down to Blainsville, Pennsylvania to see the worlds first and only pregnant man. Oh boy, lets just open the doors to the house and expose the rest of our lives while we're at it." I didnt understand why he was being so stubborn. He should have been glad that finally after all these years, tries and ridiculous doctors that I wasnt the issue. "We dont have to tell anyone if we dont want to. I mean no one would understand this situation obviously I mean I dont understand it. That's why John gave me this pamphlet for you to browse through. It explains the changes and dos and donts of your condition." Jimmy takes the pamphlet from me and instantly tosses it out the window, "What the hell! Whyd you do that?! We needed that fucking flyer it was gonna help you!" Suddenly he's pissed like more pissed than I ever saw him."Listen this isnt real alright? I'm not pregnant that doesnt happen to men. Whatever the fuck he saw or well we saw was probably just an illusion of some kind. Theres no possible way; no physical way." That would be the end of that conversation at least until we got home so I left it at that.

John

The mystery of Jimmy sort of became an obsession over the days. I needed a logical explanation and no matter what I researched, tested or recorded it never made any sense. Thats when Jimmy's condition I found wasnt just a patient zero case turns out that another man with the similuar symptoms; vomiting, nausea, hot flashes and mood swings it was the same diagnoses as Jimmy. He was only around 25 and his girlfriend, Tamara was so disgusted and ashamed she literally stormed out of the office. For the next few days it was repeatidly the same thing, almost every man in town  was expecting and yet I had no answers. There really wasnt a reason and because I began to feel as if science had forsaken me I decided to close up shop for a few days. I needed the space from being too freaked out over the mysterious pregnancies to be able to do any more research. That was when I had more questions then ever:

How is this possible?
Was this part of an adoptive trait to compensate for all the loss we encountered?
How many men in town exactly were in this condition right now?
Lastly, if it affected everybody else men wise then why am I the only one it didnt happen to?