Complications

GREYSON

My heart started to crumble as the nurse who assisted Dr. Nelson, told me there was some complications.

I was out here and she was in there. She was unconscious of the situation and I was here, well aware of the progress.

I felt a hand being placed on my back. " what did she say?" Asked my brother, who had dropped everything he was doing and got here along with his wife.

I swallowed hard, trying not to make my voice crack I started to say. "Apparently the operation that was supposed to last just one hour, is gonna be longer then expected. Apparently the baby who was blocking the entrance is having complications. Pretty serious one...."

" Is she okay?" He asked.

" Possibility are only one will make it out alive. " I say, taking a seat.

" She said that? Aren't they suppose to update you the process, by not alarming you?" Amy said as she was sitting next to me.

" She said that there was complications with that baby. Practically saying..." I began, but got cut off.

" Saying that there is still a chance that all three will be out of that room alive." Continued Amy, while hugging me.

" Yeah, take it easy. It hasn't been that long since she got in the operation room." Said my brother.

And just as he said that other nurse ran pass us, into the operation area.

The minutes went by slower than a baby turtle took to walk a meter, but before I could even run into the operating room to see her, I was already sitting right next to my wife's hospital bed, holding her hand, while she was resting from the c-section.

As she moan awake, I got up quickly, not letting go.

" How are you feeling?" I nervously ask.

She shrugged." I guess I'm okay. Where are my babies?" She immediately asked.

I swallowed before answering. " Don't get up set. But, there were complications, and now, what I know is that they are both in observation."

" What do you mean by complications?" She whispered.

" Babe, please dont get worried." I simply said.

" Are you lying to me?" She tried to sit up.

" Honey, don't get up. I promise you that, that's all I know is that one of our babies had complications which implicated the other to have them too." I tried to explain.

Right as I finish saying that, Dr.Nelson walks in. "Good afternoon Mrs.Aveyard." She greeted as she placed the clipboard on the end of the bed and started to do a check up on Estella.

" How are the girls.? " Estella asked as our doctor wrote on the clipboard.

" They are being checked out, I'm not sure if Mr. Aveyard informed you, but as we were proceeding with the C-section, the complications were hard. The smaller baby blocked the exit of the bigger baby. Complicating the prosiger of the operation. But we were able to with in the 2 hour remove both. Now they will be under observation for a week, before you ask. You won't be able to see them until you're fiscally capable of getting up." Our doctor informed us.

" I don't care of about me, I need to know my little girls are gonna be okay." My wife said with a worry tone.

"Honey, we need all three of you guys healthy." I said, letting go of her hand and facing back to the doctor.

ESTELLA

"Miss Nelson, How long does it take for a cesarean to heal internally?" I asked as she gave me more meds, which 2 days ago I fought into not taking, because I didn't like how they made me feel while trying to see my twins in the NICU, but who was I kidding, I opted to not take them until I was legitimately doubled over in pain.

"You can reject the hard stuff, but at a minimum please take the Tylenol. You will need it. No one is that strong." The nurse had told me.

"It takes up to 6 weeks to heal from it. It is important to remember that your body has gone through a trauma. It needs time to rest and heal." My doctor responded. "Any other questions?"

" Yeah, when will I see my babies" I questioned her once more.

"Once your off the meds. Once I see progress in your healing." She replied.

"It's not fair." I cried out. " I been here 3 days now and all I know is what the picture my husband took of them."

" I know, this is hard. But if you don't recover then you'll hurt yourself and by the time of the babies' release you'll still be here." She said with sympathy in her voice.

"When would that be?" I know I'm asking too much, but shes my doctor and I'm clueless.

" Hopefully in a week or so." She said with a small smile on her face.

"And what about my release?"

"We'll see how the next 48 hours go." She told me and informed me that Greyson was in the NICU, watching my baby girls.

'I fought so hard to form a family, I went through married, divorced, a miscarriage, far away from Greyson once and then I got the chance to finally get pregnant, to our surprise I got to carry two, beautiful baby girls. When the day came, I had to get a C-section.

It's been 3 days, I've been on these stupid but very helpful meds, that help me feel not pain, but make me feel horrible, I can't see my babies.

I think I never want another c section ever again. I wonder how natural birth feels like. It must be painful the giving part, but afterwards. Does it still hurt?

Probably not, all I felt was pain since I woke up from the operation.

At first I didn't quite feel my legs, it took me like 6-7 hours to feel again, when I tried to get up and make a point that I could perfectly get up and walk my ways to the girls, I fell right into Greyson's arms.

Don't get me started on using the bathroom, your father helped me the next morning get to the bathroom, but once I sat on the toilet, nothing came out, I only felt pain, It hurtled to poop. The only thing coming out of me were tears.

My husband thoughts were all over the place not knowing how to help me. He immediately called a nurse, who gave me a new medication to make it easier to release. I know this must be discussing, but just know imma keep writing about the two of you, until I'm my hair turns dark grey and my bones get old.

Your father and I will forever be here for you girls.

♡ We love you Katelynn & Lyla ♡ '

I placed my little note book on the night stand as I laid back down on the bed slowly closing my eyes.