The Curve Ball - Samantha Lind Page 0,42
gives me an inquisitive look. “Did you get all of that?” she throws my question back at me.
“Not really,” I tell her honestly. I turn back to Dr. Shane. “I just want to make sure that if Riley has to bring Evie in for any reason when I’m gone for work that she won’t have any issues doing so.”
“As long as she’s been listed as an approved person to seek treatment and receive information, then you’ll be all set,” he assures me.
“Okay, just making sure,” I tell him. “I have to head out of town this week and don’t want there to be any issues if something was to arise, and they needed to come back.”
“I’ll make an additional note in her chart, but you should be all set with the signed release.”
“Thanks. It’s been quite the whirlwind of a week since I even found out about her, so this is all new territory for me, Doc,” I find myself rambling to him.
“I’ll have to admit, I was a little shocked to walk in here today and find the two of you with Evelyn and not Erica,” he tells us.
“Yeah.” I blow out a breath, take off my hat, and run my fingers through my hair before I put it back on. “She showed up on my doorstep last week saying that Evie was mine and that she couldn’t do it anymore, and left. We had a paternity test done as quickly as possible, and thankfully my friends stepped in right away to help me out,” I tell him.
“That’s good. I’m guessing you have things set up for while you’re gone on the road, then?” he says, motioning to Riley.
“Yeah. Riley, here, is Evie’s nanny. She’s a family friend, so I know I can trust her with my girl.”
“Support, especially with an infant, is important. Our office is always just a phone call away, if needed. Even in the middle of the night or on the weekends, you can call after hours and our answering service will page the on-call doctor to call you back. We also have evening and weekend appointments for sick visits, so just keep that in mind for the future.”
“Thank you, Dr. Shane,” I tell him, offering my hand for him to shake. Evie starts to fuss again, so I scoop her up into my arms.
“You’re welcome. I’ll get that script sent to the pharmacy indicated in the computer when you checked in,” he indicates as he heads for the door. “Any other questions before I head out?” he asks.
I look over at Riley, to see if she has anything, before I speak up again.
“I’m good,” she states to both of us.
“Doesn’t sound like it, Doc. Thanks again for your help.”
“Anytime, that’s what I’m here for,” he says reassuringly. “You can head right out, no need to stop at the front desk to check out.”
“Thanks,” I call out to his retreating back. Riley takes Evie from me and starts getting her strapped into the seat, and a few minutes later, we’re making our way out of the office.
“I’m glad we got that out of the way,” I tell Riley once we’re all buckled into the car. “He seemed nice,” I add.
“I agree. He knew his stuff and was efficient,” she says as she shifts in the passenger seat. “Did you want to stop at the pharmacy on the way back home, or I can run out in a little while and pick it up?”
“We can stop there and see how long it will be. I’ll probably have to pay cash for it today since she isn’t on my insurance yet.”
“You’re probably right,” she agrees with me.
I pull out of the parking lot and head for the pharmacy. Thankfully, it doesn’t take long after we arrive for them to have the prescription ready.
“Do you want to practice giving it to her?” Riley asks once we’re home and settled into the living room.
“I guess,” I tell her, a little nervous about it, if I’m honest.
“It isn’t hard, I promise.”
“That’s what she said.” I try and crack a joke to lighten my anxiety.
“You didn’t just say that!” Riley barks out a laugh, and her entire face lights up.
“I did,” I confess, hanging my head in mock shame, and she giggles at my antics. I’d do it all again to get that sound to come from her lips. “Okay, walk me through this again,” I tell her, getting back to the topic at hand.
“Measure out the medicine. I always say