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“Thank you, can I please see her now?”
She studied my face, “I want to prepare you for something. She just had a seizure, and there are a lot of wires and tubes hooked up to her right now. Don’t let that freak you out. They are treating her the way she needs to be treated. Okay?”
I nodded and wiped under my eyes.
“And no more assaulting the staff, or I will have security remove you. I know you are upset, but coming in here and causing a scene will not help your daughter.”
“She’s all I have,” I told her.
“Then let’s get you to her.” She led me around another corner, and I could see the end of the gurney, her tiny bare feet sticking out from under a sheet tossed over her body. As I got closer, I saw several hands working on her, and it helped to calm me knowing that people were helping her. Good people, doctors.
I paused at the door, noting how small she appeared and heard someone say something about getting her upstairs for a CT scan. The person on the other side of the bed nodded, and I stepped into the room after a small nudge from the nurse.
My eyes were glued to Marisol, and I noticed one of the people had their back to me at a computer. I paid no attention to anyone else and went to my daughter’s side.
“Oh, baby. Mommy’s here. I’m right here, you don’t have to be scared, sweetie. Mommy’s here now, Mari.” I wiped a tear from my eye as someone cleared their throat.
“Ma’am.” The man’s voice was deep, authoritative, but also kind at the same time. I lifted my gaze from Marisol, and my jaw dropped.
The man across from me wore dark scrubs, with a stethoscope around his neck, and a pen clipped into the collar of his shirt. The wide round face was covered with a short beard, and the dark blond hair was pulled back from his face to the nape of his neck. His blue eyes watched me carefully, and my gaze landed on the butterfly tape over his cheek, I winced.
“Oh, shit,” I muttered and then raised my voice slightly, “please tell me you’re not Doctor Young?”
“Sorry to disappoint you, ma’am, but I am indeed Doctor Young, and I believe you are Charlotte, Marisol’s mother. Is that correct?”
