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    Duck Tape – (Chapter: Prologue and Chapter One)

    Story written on August 11, 2007 by mibella.
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    Story Shortlink: https://www.assertive-maroon-jellyfish.104-250-143-187.cpanel.site/?p=15590
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    Everything is not what you expect…

    I had to set in the waiting room for seven hours and twenty four minutes. It took that long to calm down the screaming and hungry little girl. It took that long to get my son to come out of his self-induced trance of fear. It took that long to get them to sleep, to wait for my two best friends to come. I had one take the kids home finally and to get them in bed. It was seven hours and twenty four minutes of constant worry.

    She [b]had[/b] a cerebral aneurysm.

    It had ruptured and started immediate bleeding that if had gone untreated for any longer, she [b]would[/b] have died. When she came into the hospital they did scans and went into emergency surgery to drain the vessel. When a nurse came out, seven hours and twenty four minutes after they arrived, she explained everything to me. She informed me that they were still in surgery but it looked as if my girl would make it. She also said that there was also an even bigger chance she would not make it.

    The answers were so vague and troublesome.

    [i]“Don’t need no other lovin’ baby…”[/i]

    It took four more hours for the doctor to come back out. The doctor, a peaceful and happy young woman, was covered in her blood and had a stressed look on her face. She told me that they had fixed everything in her brain. That there was little damaged to the brain, but there were still some complications. When I asked her if I could go see her, talk to her, anything…she told me that at the end of the surgery she had fell into a coma.

    My world fell away.

    My happiness was gone.

    [b]She[/b] was gone.

    [i]“Go to sleep little baby…”[/i]

    I let my eyes drift back to the two sleeping children. The moon was now dancing across the bed, and shot light across their angelic faces. Both children miss her. It isn’t hard to tell. They both are close to her; she was the one with them constantly. I might have only worked a nine to five job, but that was eight hours that I wasn’t there with them. She had cared for them, nurtured them, taught them, and fed them, everything. She was gone and they knew it. Her son sort of understood what was going on, but still his three year old mind didn’t comprehend all of it. Her daughter, only nine months at the time, took it really hard. She didn’t sleep that much. She was so used to being breastfed, so used to the closeness and warmth that she had given her.

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    1. wow that was just like wow amazing writing.so let me get this straight spencers wife or whatever is in the hospital with a coma and now she just met ash at a bar.im alittle slow tonight. but if im right i feel bad for the grl in the coma cause when spashley starts it dont end. but great story!!!

    3. **speechless** What can I say? Now that is what I call talent! This story is amazingly written and you definitely have captured my heart and attention. I love it!

    7. wow that was just like wow amazing writing.so let me get this straight spencers wife or whatever is in the hospital with a coma and now she just met ash at a bar.im alittle slow tonight. but if im right i feel bad for the grl in the coma cause when spashley starts it dont end. but great story!!!

    9. **speechless** What can I say? Now that is what I call talent! This story is amazingly written and you definitely have captured my heart and attention. I love it!

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