Three Years Ago
Three years ago...
Alana POV
"Skye, something is wrong, I feel like I need to puke." I say to my best friend as my head spins.
"Don't worry sweetheart, I am bringing you to the bathroom right now." Skye stands up and pushes the wheelchair to the bathroom. My stomach is killing me and here we are, at the hospital waiting for me to be called to the back.
We are almost to the bathroom now, I reach for the door handle, but I feel a sharp pain in my abdomen.
"Ouch!" Skye panics, she looks terrified. Skye makes a U-turn and beelines to the double doors of the emergency room.
The door opens and I am being pushed into the triage area. Skye becomes frantic. She's talking to a nurse, but I can't make out a word she's saying. My head lulls to the side and everything goes black.
I woke with a start, the light is blinding and it takes a second for my eyes to focus. I look to my right and Skye is there.
"Hey baby, you had me scared for a second." She moves to me and kisses me on my forehead, "I'm going to get the doctor. I will be right back, ok?"
I nod. When the door closes I take a second to look around the room. There is an IV attached to my hand, one with fluids the other with blood. My throat is dry and I reach for the glass of water on my bedside table. I notice my phone and grab it, checking to see if there was a response from Antonio. Nothing, he left me on read.
The doctor comes in followed by Skye, "Hi there Alana, I am Dr. Fredricks. You were touch and go for a while, but we got you through it. You had a miscarriage. Skye here tells me you should be around twelve weeks, Correct?"
I nod, the tears are starting to fall now. I don't cry, this is not me. I have never been one to shed a tear. Where is Antonio? Why hadn't he responded yet? He should be here with me.
"Hmm, it is as I thought then. It seems you had a blighted ovum. The gestational age of the fetus is showing six weeks. This means that your fetus had stopped growing then, and for six weeks you had a dead fetus inside of you. We aren't sure why it happens now. It could have been cause by multiple factors. We will monitor you over the next few days, just to see if the remainder of the fetus makes its way out on it's own. If not, then we will have to do a D&C. Do you need us to contact the father?"
"No, thank you I already have." My phone goes off then. It's a message from Antonio.
I will be there soon Mi Vida.
"He will be here soon. He is an EMT." I smile softly. The doctor nods, and excuses himself out. Skye holds my hand then. She tells me my mother and sister are on their way with my daughter, Lucia. I nod and doze back off. I waited for Antonio to show up, eve after the D&C. After my mother and sister came with my daughter. After they left and it just my best friend, her husband, and I. He never did.
