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“Is she okay?” It’s the first words that leave my mouth when a dark haired nurse approaches me nearly two hours after I watched a team of doctors and nurses roll Elara back into emergency surgery.
“Would you mind following me?” the dark haired woman asks, looking around the room.
“Is she okay?” I repeat, refusing to move until she at least tells me that much.
“She’s going to be fine,” she says. Relief instantly floods through me. The rest I can deal with, whatever it is, as long as it means I’m not going to lose her too.
I’ve spent the last two hours obsessing over every moment we’ve spent together, wondering if this was all we would get. It was the same thing I did when I found out about Kam’s accident. I paced, I prayed, and I relived every moment, hoping to god it wouldn’t be all I would get. With Kam it was. To be placed into this situation again, this time with the woman I love, it’s a wonder I’m still able to stand on my own two feet as I follow the nurse into a small office and take a seat.
“Dr. Bryant will be in to explain everything shortly,” she says, nodding once before quickly closing the door behind her. Left alone in the deafening silence, I feel like I’m going to crawl out of my skin at any moment.
Elara is okay.That’s the only thought that doesn’t have me stalking out of this damn office after waiting a full ten minutes for the doctor to come in and tell me what the hell is going on.
After getting over my panic attack earlier, I placed a call to Sam. I promised him I would let him know the moment I knew anything, so I quickly pull my cell out of my pocket and type a quick message letting him know she’s okay and that I’m waiting to meet with the doctor.
When I called him to tell him what was going on he was ready to jump on a plane and fly here immediately. Somehow, I was able to convince him to wait until we know more, though I wouldn’t doubt if he’s not already on a plane by now. I know if it were my daughter there would be no way in hell I wouldn’t be.
I press send on my text message to Sam and look up just as the doctor enters the room. He’s shorter than I realized in the exam room. He’s also a lot older. Only now do I see the deep wrinkles that frame his round face as he takes a seat across the desk from me.
“How is she?” I don’t wait for him to speak before asking.
“Your wife is going to be okay. She lost a lot of blood but we were able to go in and remove the fallopian tube. She’s in recovery now.”
My wife… It takes me a second to realize why he referred to her that way. I had the forethought to list myself as her husband on her paperwork. The last thing I needed was for no one to talk to me when the woman I love is in danger.
“Thank god.” I breathe out another deep sigh of relief but still not able to shake the weight sitting on my chest.
“Your wife experienced an ectopic pregnancy,” he continues.
“Which is what exactly?” I cut him off, not waiting for him to continue before asking.
“It’s where the fertilized egg implants outside of the uterus. I would say she was approximately six weeks along. Though rare, in some cases this can cause the fallopian tube to rupture, which is what happened here today. That was the source of the blood and why she was experiencing severe abdominal pain.”
Six weeks?That means she must have gotten pregnant within the first couple times of us being together.
“I don’t understand how this happened though. She’s infertile,” I say.
“There was a lot of scar tissue on the ruptured fallopian tube, so it may have given a prior doctor that opinion. But her other one looks good. She very well may be able to have a successful pregnancy in the future.”
“You’re saying she can have children?” I question, in complete shock.
“No. I’m saying it’s not impossible,” he corrects. “Now, she’ll need to stay here for the next couple days so we can keep an eye on her, but I think the worst is behind her and she should make a full recovery.”
“When can I see her?”
“She should be in her room now. You can go on up. Third floor. Room 322.”
“Thank you so much.” I stand, shaking his hand before quickly exiting the office.
It takes me less than five minutes before I’m pushing my way inside Elara’s room. It’s quiet and dark. The shades are drawn closed and the television is off.
I make my way quietly through the room, stopping to look down at my girl, who even after going through emergency surgery looks so beautiful and peaceful it sends a warm sensation straight through me.
She’s sound asleep, lips slightly parted, her hair fanned out on the pillow behind her. There’s an I.V. in her left arm and a few monitoring wires hooked to her chest, but otherwise she looks like she would any other day when I would wake up before her and watch her sleep.
“Hey, babe,” I say without really meaning to, carefully sitting on the side of the bed before taking her hand in mine. “You gave me quite a scare.” I run my thumb up and down the back of her hand. “I thought I lost you for a second there.” My insides seize up and the weight of everything that’s happened today crashes over me.
Before I know it, tears are welling behind my eyes and spilling down my cheeks.
