girl has on me. I would do anything for her. I sit beside her and just look at her. She didn’t want me to call anyone today. She is such a private person. Everything she does she wants only a few people around. Only the few family members and the few friends she has will be at our wedding. Our wedding will have only about a dozen people there. Small and intimate, as she says. What she doesn’t know is I am going to give her the wedding of her dreams. It will be small, but it will also be amazing. I plan on marrying only once in my life, and it will be to Angel. I am planning on going all out with the wedding and a honeymoon to match. She deserves to be treated like a princess. I haven’t asked Brea to help, but I did ask Sara to help me. Brea is busy with her own wedding and preparing for the birth of their baby.
Angel moves and when I look at her, she is already awake.
“Hi.”
“Hi,” she croaks.
I offer her a sip of water and she takes it.
“Small sips,” I say, and she nods.
“Did I lose the baby?”
“I’m sorry, Angel,” I say, kissing her hand.
“Can I go home?”
“I don’t know if you can go home tonight or tomorrow. Your doctor will be in very soon.”
“I want to go home.”
I lean in and kiss her. “I’ll ask her when she comes in.”
“No, tell her I’m going home. I don’t want to be here all night.”
At that time the doctor walks in. “I heard that, Angel.”
We all smile at the doctor’s comment. Angel looks a little embarrassed.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be rude, but I want to go home.”
“Let me check you out first, then we’ll talk about sending you home.”
I stroke Angel’s knuckles before I stand to let her know it’s all right. The doctor checks her chart, her vital signs, and Angel’s pain level, and then she shines a flashlight in her eyes and in her mouth.
“What are your plans for the next couple days?”
Angel clears her throat and says, “I have work and I have some books to return to the library.”
Angel looks over at me and I shake my head.
“I mean, I’m going to stay home and rest.”
The doctor looks over at me and smiles. “Mason, your girlfriend has spunk.”
“Oh, you have no idea,” I say.
I look over at Angel and she has her eyes closed. I know by now that the pain meds always make her groggy. “If I give you my word that she’ll take it easy for the next few days, can I take her home? Angel has had a rough time the last few months.”
“I understand that. I think she’ll be fine to go home tonight. Bed rest for one day and she has to take it easy for 72 hours. “What kind of work does she do?”
“She an agent for an insurance company.”
“She’ll be fine returning to work on Tuesday. She’ll still have some cramping and bleeding, but nothing as severe as she had today. I’ll write her a script for pain meds to get her through the next few days.”
“Ok, sounds great.”
“Just give me a few minutes to get her discharge papers written up. I’ll have my nurse come in and remove her IV and help her to get dressed.”
“Thank you.”
The nurse comes in and removes Angel’s IV. They allow Angel to wear her hospital gown home since her other clothes have blood on them. She is still groggy but not as bad as I have seen her in the past. I get her discharge papers and sign for her to be released. Angel tries to listen to the doctor’s instructions but falls asleep. She wakes up and listens again. I will help her remember the instructions, and I know she will follow them without any problems. Angel is the perfect patient. She always wants to do what is right.
We go home and Angel and I walk into the bedroom. She opens the top drawer of her dresser and removes two pairs of baby booties. She hold them and strokes them gingerly.
“I see you found the baby socks.”
“These baby booties? I got them last week at Babies R Us.