Post by Mimi on Aug 18, 2006 11:41:33 GMT -5
I hold her body close to mine as her cries fill the bathroom, her face is buried into my upper arm as her hand tears at the skin on my hand….tugging, yanking, grasping in fear. I look all around us as we are surrounded in a pool of blood, her lower body drenched in it as my feet swim in the puddle. I know this baby is gone….how can it not be….by all this blood flowing from her body. My eyes are drowning in tears as I whisper in her head it is going to be alright, but I know its not….so why am I lying to her…and she knows its not alright either. I rock her gently as I tell her to let go of me so I can call an ambulance, but she screams, begging me not to leave her side. I fight this rage I have inside my body, this rage for God and this punishment he is giving us….haven’t we been through enough Damnit! I lean down and manage to pull her up into my arms…easily yet she is very slippery from all the blood that is pouring. I run to the bedroom with her as I lay her down for a moment and reach for the phone….my hand slipps off the phone and I drop it onto the carpeted floor. I grasp at it once more, this time dialing the three numbers as fast as I can. I hurriedly tell the dispatcher that we need an ambulance now….demanding someone be here immediately.
I throw the phone down as I look at Marlena, who cries and cries, grasping onto the pillows, afraid that her life is slipping away. I snatch the pillow from her and pull her into my arms, running out the room and down the stairs. She holds onto me tightly, begging me to help her and it breaks my heart in so many ways….in fact it tears it….knowing there is not a damn thing I can do to help this….God what did we do to you! I slam my elbow onto the button for the elevator as I try to encourage her to hold on a little more….help is on the way. The doors finally open and I run inside, slamming my elbow on the lobby button….yelling at the elevator to hurry up and go. If we’re going to have to wait for the ambulance, then we’ll meet them half way. I feel her head drop onto my neck as her whimpering has now come to a stop. I panic and rock her gently in my arms, calling her name but to avail. She fails to respond and I scream at the top of my lungs….my soul burning in flames, my eyes drowning in tears, and my body dying in overwhelming pain. The doors open and I run into the lobby, finding some sort of chair, any chair and placing her down in it. I grab her face and gently try to shake her up, hoping to see those beautiful hazel eyes….but the more I try….the more I am let down. As I drop my head in pain, I hear the paramedics as they run in and push me aside, grabbing Marlena and observe her. The quickly grab her and place her onto the stretcher, asking me what had happened. I think to myself, what idiots….they are here to get paid for this shit and they can’t put two and two together….but then again….she could have fell…and they are just doing their jobs.
“She’s pregnant….please help her.” I whisper…barely able to find my voice in this horrible situation. They nod and strap her in and they rush her out the lobby, with me quickly on their heels. I watch helplessly as they begin poking, probing, and strapping her with injections, IVs, heart monitors oxygen. My life has now officially ended as her heart monitor becomes weak and unstable…barley skipping any lines or jumping. I close my eyes as this terrible headache overwhelms me and I drop my head into my hands and cry, cry like a baby needing its mother, cry like I never have before. Within minutes, she is rushed from the truck to the emergency room and I am forced to wait outside, against my will. I slam my fist into a nearby wall and lean my head onto it, waiting for the horrible news that will devastate not only me, but my wife…if she makes it through this ordeal.
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I open my eyes as I feel this excruciating pain traveling throughout my body. I must have blocked out because I have no idea why I am even here, or why I would be in an emergency room, what happened and why? I try to focus on my surroundings but I can’t and all I could really make out is the sound of nurses and doctors, shouting all around me. What the hell is going on? And then it hits me….I remember! I feel as if I am about to faint again when someone reaches and holds my hand. Their face becomes blurry and my head becomes heavy and as hard as I try to focus….I just can’t.
“We’re losing her again!” Those words filled my head and it takes all my strength to lift my hand from theirs and to place it on my stomach.
“M….mmaaa….my….b..bbb….baby?” I ask….barely able to even speak and I am quickly silenced as a mask goes over my nose and mouth, constantly being told to breathe. I watch as my legs are risen and placed on a stirrup…or some kind of a metal of some sort. I glance up at the ceiling and am almost shocked to see there are mirrors above us. Where are we at….the Sybris! A hotel for lovers….Come on Marlena…this is no time to joke…pull it together….Oh My God…My baby! I feel with panic again and I hear the monitors going nuts…my blood pressure is rising! I watch as the doctors shove their hands here and there and my body tenses in pain as I shut my eyes…the pressure is unbelievably painful. My eyes slowly open again and I see all the blood that pours out and their hands shoving themselves roughly into my captivity. I scream in excruciating pain as I try to move my legs from the stirrups, but they are quickly held back down by nurses.
“S…t…o…p!” I try to scream but I am suffocating with this oxygen. I feel them shove something sharp up me and I scream once again…unable to handle this anymore. What the hell are they doing to me and to my baby!
I turn my head to the side and I notice a tall figure that just walked in…Oh God….another pain….help me God…please!
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I am beyond shocked at the sight I see before me as my wife lay along the table, her slender legs being help down by two nurses as blood continues to pour endlessly from her body. The doctors hands are dripping in red liquid as they try endlessly to stop the bleeding…while their faces are telling me otherwise. It’s over…isn’t it.
I look back at my wife and I think she recognizes me now as she tries to move her hand towards me, reaching for me, weakly. I walk up to her as I reach for her hand and pull it to me, kissing her head and whispering for her to take it easy. Her tears fall down as I swipe at them…motioning her to breathe a little bit. I glance up at the doctors as they look at each other and then look at me and then at Marlena, who at the moment has her eyes closed. They shake their heads and look at me sadly.
“I’m sorry Mr. Black…Mrs. Black….its over. Unfortunately we couldn’t save the baby…I’m so very sorry.” I shut my eyes as I break down for a moment, while Marlena opens her eyes a bit and looks over at me.
“Wwwwhat….” She stutters and I quickly grab her hand tightly as I lean down and kiss her head softly before crying.
“Ohhh baby….OH God….I’m sorry baby….” I cry hard as I hear her gasp as her grip tightens around my hand.
“No! God….NO….please…..” She cries as she tries to move but I hold her down….calming her.
“Baby…don’t move….your not finished here….” I whisper as the doctors give a silent thank you, before going back to work on her.
“They…done….enough!!!!!” She screams as she breaks down as well, her pain now much more then just physical…now extremely emotional.
“Sweetie…just lay back…”
“JOHN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
I throw the phone down as I look at Marlena, who cries and cries, grasping onto the pillows, afraid that her life is slipping away. I snatch the pillow from her and pull her into my arms, running out the room and down the stairs. She holds onto me tightly, begging me to help her and it breaks my heart in so many ways….in fact it tears it….knowing there is not a damn thing I can do to help this….God what did we do to you! I slam my elbow onto the button for the elevator as I try to encourage her to hold on a little more….help is on the way. The doors finally open and I run inside, slamming my elbow on the lobby button….yelling at the elevator to hurry up and go. If we’re going to have to wait for the ambulance, then we’ll meet them half way. I feel her head drop onto my neck as her whimpering has now come to a stop. I panic and rock her gently in my arms, calling her name but to avail. She fails to respond and I scream at the top of my lungs….my soul burning in flames, my eyes drowning in tears, and my body dying in overwhelming pain. The doors open and I run into the lobby, finding some sort of chair, any chair and placing her down in it. I grab her face and gently try to shake her up, hoping to see those beautiful hazel eyes….but the more I try….the more I am let down. As I drop my head in pain, I hear the paramedics as they run in and push me aside, grabbing Marlena and observe her. The quickly grab her and place her onto the stretcher, asking me what had happened. I think to myself, what idiots….they are here to get paid for this shit and they can’t put two and two together….but then again….she could have fell…and they are just doing their jobs.
“She’s pregnant….please help her.” I whisper…barely able to find my voice in this horrible situation. They nod and strap her in and they rush her out the lobby, with me quickly on their heels. I watch helplessly as they begin poking, probing, and strapping her with injections, IVs, heart monitors oxygen. My life has now officially ended as her heart monitor becomes weak and unstable…barley skipping any lines or jumping. I close my eyes as this terrible headache overwhelms me and I drop my head into my hands and cry, cry like a baby needing its mother, cry like I never have before. Within minutes, she is rushed from the truck to the emergency room and I am forced to wait outside, against my will. I slam my fist into a nearby wall and lean my head onto it, waiting for the horrible news that will devastate not only me, but my wife…if she makes it through this ordeal.
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I open my eyes as I feel this excruciating pain traveling throughout my body. I must have blocked out because I have no idea why I am even here, or why I would be in an emergency room, what happened and why? I try to focus on my surroundings but I can’t and all I could really make out is the sound of nurses and doctors, shouting all around me. What the hell is going on? And then it hits me….I remember! I feel as if I am about to faint again when someone reaches and holds my hand. Their face becomes blurry and my head becomes heavy and as hard as I try to focus….I just can’t.
“We’re losing her again!” Those words filled my head and it takes all my strength to lift my hand from theirs and to place it on my stomach.
“M….mmaaa….my….b..bbb….baby?” I ask….barely able to even speak and I am quickly silenced as a mask goes over my nose and mouth, constantly being told to breathe. I watch as my legs are risen and placed on a stirrup…or some kind of a metal of some sort. I glance up at the ceiling and am almost shocked to see there are mirrors above us. Where are we at….the Sybris! A hotel for lovers….Come on Marlena…this is no time to joke…pull it together….Oh My God…My baby! I feel with panic again and I hear the monitors going nuts…my blood pressure is rising! I watch as the doctors shove their hands here and there and my body tenses in pain as I shut my eyes…the pressure is unbelievably painful. My eyes slowly open again and I see all the blood that pours out and their hands shoving themselves roughly into my captivity. I scream in excruciating pain as I try to move my legs from the stirrups, but they are quickly held back down by nurses.
“S…t…o…p!” I try to scream but I am suffocating with this oxygen. I feel them shove something sharp up me and I scream once again…unable to handle this anymore. What the hell are they doing to me and to my baby!
I turn my head to the side and I notice a tall figure that just walked in…Oh God….another pain….help me God…please!
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I am beyond shocked at the sight I see before me as my wife lay along the table, her slender legs being help down by two nurses as blood continues to pour endlessly from her body. The doctors hands are dripping in red liquid as they try endlessly to stop the bleeding…while their faces are telling me otherwise. It’s over…isn’t it.
I look back at my wife and I think she recognizes me now as she tries to move her hand towards me, reaching for me, weakly. I walk up to her as I reach for her hand and pull it to me, kissing her head and whispering for her to take it easy. Her tears fall down as I swipe at them…motioning her to breathe a little bit. I glance up at the doctors as they look at each other and then look at me and then at Marlena, who at the moment has her eyes closed. They shake their heads and look at me sadly.
“I’m sorry Mr. Black…Mrs. Black….its over. Unfortunately we couldn’t save the baby…I’m so very sorry.” I shut my eyes as I break down for a moment, while Marlena opens her eyes a bit and looks over at me.
“Wwwwhat….” She stutters and I quickly grab her hand tightly as I lean down and kiss her head softly before crying.
“Ohhh baby….OH God….I’m sorry baby….” I cry hard as I hear her gasp as her grip tightens around my hand.
“No! God….NO….please…..” She cries as she tries to move but I hold her down….calming her.
“Baby…don’t move….your not finished here….” I whisper as the doctors give a silent thank you, before going back to work on her.
“They…done….enough!!!!!” She screams as she breaks down as well, her pain now much more then just physical…now extremely emotional.
“Sweetie…just lay back…”
“JOHN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
