Page 21 of Wait for the Dream

When I give up on sleep and go into the kitchen for a much needed cup of coffee, I find Aiden gone. My coffee pod in our coffee maker, and a note saying he will see me after class, I know I’ve made a mistake. I have to fix this, I just don’t know how.

14 weeks pregnant

“Blue, I’m home.” Aiden calls from the entry to the apartment. I just finished puking…again. They told me that the nausea and vomiting would likely stop when I entered the second trimester, so much for that. I started my second trimester this week, but the vomiting doesn’t seem to want to stop. I’m miserable, and I hate being pregnant.

Aiden has been avoiding me for the past week. He’s been out with the guys or hanging out with his siblings more than he normally would. He checks in, texts frequently, has food delivered to the door step at random intervals throughout the day, but he just isn’t here. I’ve been missing him like crazy, and I just want us to go back to normal, back to the way we were before that almost kiss happened.

“In your bathroom.” I call from my spot leaning against the wall hugging my legs, laying my head on my knee.

Bear walks into the bathroom, his face full of pity, “Have you kept anything down today, sweetheart?”

“No, I can’t even keep down water.” Tears are threatening to spill. God, I hate being pregnant!

“You told me you were puking all day yesterday too. When was the last time you kept anything down?” He asks.

“A couple days ago. My blood pressure is all crazy too because I can’t take my medication.”

“I think we should call your doctor. Maybe they will have something more that can help or maybe you should go to the ER or urgent care?”

“Fuck, fine, I’m scared they’re going to send me to the ER. I hate hospitals.” My voice comes out horse, my throat raw from being so sick over the last couple of weeks.

“I know you do, Blue, but you and Little Bear both need to be healthy. Where’s your phone, sweetheart? Let’s just see what the doctor says. They may not even send you.” He takes hold of both my hands to pull me to my feet. I get hit with a wave of dizziness, and grab hold of the wall with one hand.

“It’s on the coffee table. I think I’m done for the moment, I can come in there. I’ll call the doctor.” When we get to the couch, I flop down, reach for my phone and lay down with my head in Bear’s lap. I pull up my doctor’s contact and put it on speaker when I hit the call button.

“Dr. Richard’s office, this is Margo, how can I help you?” I’m happy to hear it’s Margo, she’s my favorite nurse at the office.

“Hey Margo, this is Bailey Michaels.” I’m hit by a wave of nausea and close my eyes to try and clear it.

“Hey Bailey, how are you doing?” She is always so cheery, but I can hear a bit of concern in her tone.

“I’m not feeling super great, honestly. This nausea and vomiting seems to be getting worse instead of better. I haven’t kept anything, including water or my meds, down in over 48 hours, and I was wondering if there was anything else I could take that would help me or what Dr. Richards would recommend.”

“Oh sweet girl, I’m so sorry. Dr. Richards just came out of an exam room, give me two minutes and I’ll ask her, but my guess is she is going to want to send you to the ER. If you haven’t taken in fluids for 48 hours, you’re really dehydrated and you and baby need all the fluids you can get. Let me put you on hold for a couple minutes.”

“Thanks Margo.” The other line goes silent and I look up at Aiden. “I hate the hospital.”

He runs his fingers through my hair as he says, “I know Blue, but if it will help you and Little Bear, we have to do it.”

“I know.” I close my eyes and try to relax into the feel of Aiden playing with my hair.

“Bailey?” Margo’s voice comes through my phone breaking the trance Aiden has me under.

“Yea?” I sound pitiful, even to my own ears.

“Dr. Richards wants you to head into the hospital. She wants you to go to the ER at Aspen Memorial Hospital. You for sure need fluids, and we need to find a medication that works for you. You’ll be in the regular Emergency Room, but let them know you’re pregnant. Doc is on call tonight, so she says she will pop down and talk to your doctor there and see you when she is making her rounds.”

“Okay, thanks Margo. Aiden and I will head there now.”

“Okay sounds good. I’m so sorry you’re feeling so crappy, I hope you feel better soon.”

“Thanks Margo.”

“No problem.”

We hang up the phone, and Aiden tells me to stay put while he goes and packs a small bag of things for me just in case I stay for longer than a few hours for fluids and checking the baby. When he gets back, he helps me off the couch and we head to his Jeep.

“Will you text the family chat and let them know what’s happening? Maybe ask Maggy to let the others know that they can have game night at their apartment tonight since we probably won’t be home?” He says as he starts his car.