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~ JANE'S POV ~
"How are you feeling right now?" Dr. Kenny asked as his fingers wrapped around my wrist, taking my pulse.
I hesitated, the memory of my intense encounter with Logan earlier that day still fresh in my mind. The stress and anxiety had taken a toll on me, and I could feel the weight of it bearing down on my body.
I had tried to shake off the discomfort with pain relief medication, but it seemed to have only masked the symptoms temporarily.
Despite the temporary reprieve, I knew something wasn't quite right. My body felt weak, and I couldn't shake off the nagging feeling that something was off.
"I'm feeling a bit nervous, doc," I replied, trying to smile. Dr. Kenny nodded reassuringly as he took my blood pressure.
"Your pulse seems steady," he said, making a note on his clipboard. "Let's check your temperature and listen to your heartbeat. Can you please open your mouth and say 'ahh'?"
I cooperated, and Dr. Kenny examined my throat and listened to my chest with his stethoscope.
"Everything seems normal so far," he said, scribbling some more notes. "What brings you in today? Any specific concerns or symptoms?"
"Actually, doc, I've been feeling really feverish and weak for the past couple of days," I said, my voice a bit shaky. Dr. Kenny's expression turned more serious as he nodded.
"Okay, let's take a closer look. I'm going to check your temperature." He slipped a thermometer under my tongue and waited for the reading. After a few seconds, he nodded.
"You do have a fever. We'll need to run some tests to figure out what's causing it."
Dr. Kenny's pen scratched across the clipboard as he concentrated on his notes, his brow furrowed in thought.
"I'll prescribe something for the fever to help manage your symptoms," he said, his voice calm and professional.
"In the meantime, I'll arrange for some tests to get a better understanding of what's going on." With that, he nodded and headed out of the ward, leaving me alone for a moment.
As I watched him go, I couldn't help but feel a sense of nostalgia wash over me. Dr. Kenny had been my mom's doctor for years, and I had grown to trust him implicitly. His kindness and compassion had always made me feel safe, and I appreciated his gentle bedside manner.
With Dr. Kenny gone, I let my gaze wander around the ward, taking in the spotless environment and the neatly organized equipment.
The room was immaculately clean, with every device and tool in its designated place. I noticed the soft hum of the medical equipment, the gentle beeping of the monitors.
As I sat there, I felt a sense of calm wash over me, despite the worry and uncertainty that had brought me to the doctor's office in the first place.
Dr. Kenny's professionalism and reassuring demeanor had put me at ease, and I trusted that he would do everything in his power to help me feel better.
Suddenly the silence of the ward was disrupted by the buzzing of my phone, and I couldn't help but feel a welcome distraction from the monotony.
I had been lying there for what felt like an eternity, and the sudden beep was a relief. When I saw Kate's name on the screen, I smiled, feeling a surge of excitement. We had plans to catch up, and I had been looking forward to it all morning.
"Hey, Kate! Are you here already?" I asked, trying to keep my voice down in the quiet ward.
"Yeah, I'm in the hospital building," she replied. "What ward are you in?"
"I'm on the second floor, ward 30b," I replied. "And I hope you're bringing some candy, I'm feeling a little under the weather!"
Kate chuckled on the other end of the line. "Silly you, of course, I brought some treats! I'll be right there."
I smiled, feeling grateful for my friend's thoughtfulness. Kate had just landed in town yesterday and was busy getting settled, so she decided to make time to visit me before the burial tomorrow. I appreciated her effort to fly down to California despite her busy work schedule.
As I waited for Kate to arrive, I felt a sense of anticipation wash over me. It was nice to have something to look forward to, especially on a day when I wasn't feeling my best.
Kate walked into the ward with a bright smile on her face, a bag of goodies in her hand. "Hey, girl!" she said, setting down the bag and giving me a gentle hug.
"I'm so sorry I'm late, but I'm here now. How are you feeling?"
I smiled weakly, feeling a bit better with Kate's presence.
"I'm okay, just a bit under the weather," I replied, taking in the colorful array of candies and fruits she had brought.
"Thanks for making time to be present for me in these times Kate, you are indeed a true friend and it means a lot to me."
Kate nodded sympathetically, taking a seat beside my bed. "Oh come on Jane, it's not a big deal my dear, besides I'm here for you." She said, giving me a hug.
"How is the doctor's visit going so far?" she asked, her eyes scanning the ward.
I filled her in on the doctor's initial assessment and the tests he had ordered. Kate listened attentively, her expression thoughtful. "I'm sure it's just a bug or something," she said reassuringly.
"You'll be fine in no time." We chatted for a bit, catching up on each other's lives and sharing stories.
Just as we were getting into our conversation, Dr. Kenny walked in, clipboard in hand.
"Ah, I see you have some company," he said, nodding at Kate. "I'll try to make this quick. Let's discuss your test results."
"Alright Dr," I replied as I sat upright ready.to receive the news.
Dr. Kenny's face lit up with a warm smile as he delivered the unexpected news. "Well, I ran some general tests on you, and everything seems fine with you," he began, pausing for a moment to let the words sink in.
"Congratulations, Jane, you're two weeks pregnant," he announced, his grin spreading wide across his face.
The words hung in the air, and I felt like time had stood still. Two weeks pregnant? The phrase echoed in my mind, and I couldn't help but process the implications. Dr. Kenny's smile seemed to grow even wider as he awaited my reaction, while Kate's eyes darted between us, filled with surprise and curiosity.
There was a mix of emotions swirling inside me as the news sank in.
Shock, excitement, and a hint of uncertainty followed. Dr. Kenny's congratulations seemed to fade into the background as I struggled to wrap my head around this life-changing revelation.
Was he acting or was it all a joke? But Dr Kenny wouldn't joke with something so serious as being pregnant knowing fully well how I have been expecting for two years for this news.
Kate's eyes were wide with surprise too, but she quickly composed herself and offered a supportive smile. "Congratulations?" she said, her voice laced with uncertainty.
I couldn't respond right away, my brain still trying to wrap around the news. Pregnancy wasn't something I had been expecting, especially not now.
Tears of joy streamed down my face, it felt like my mom was smiling down on me, sending me a gift from above. The thought of having a baby was overwhelming, but in that moment, I felt a deep sense of connection to her.
Sooner Kate and I stepped out of the hospital, and there was a feeling of overwhelming urge to share the life-changing news with Logan.
I couldn't help but wonder and hope that this revelation might be the spark our relationship needed to reignite the flame that had dimmed recently. The possibility that having this baby could bring us closer together filled me with hope and excitement.
With Kate by my side, I felt like I was floating on cloud nine, my heart bursting with anticipation. The news seemed to infuse me with a newfound sense of purpose, and I couldn't wait to see Logan's reaction. Would he be overjoyed?
The thought of Logan's face lighting up with happiness when he learned about the baby filled me with warmth. Maybe this was the opportunity we needed to reconnect and strengthen our bond.