Just Breathe Again - Mia Villano Page 0,18
doctor walked over to Lydia and tried to wake her up from a deep sleep.
“Lydia. Lydia can you wake up?” he asked, shaking her on the shoulder.
Her eyes fluttered open which took a great effort.
“Lydia, its Dr. Thompson. I’m here to help you. On a scale of one to ten, can you tell me what the pain in your head is?” he asked.
“Twenty,” she whispered and fell back to sleep. Dr. Thompson turned back to Jeannie.
“I’m going to give her fluids. She may be dehydrated, which could be causing her headaches. Along with that, I will order pain medicine and a CT scan to rule out anything serious. We want to rule out a bleed or mass, which is standard. You said she had a history of migraines?
“Yes, they started when her dad passed away. We thought she got over them, but obviously they came back.”
“The blood work should tell us a lot. I want to give her something for her headache so she can rest. Her blood pressure is elevated and I think it’s from being in pain,” he said, this time looking at Lydia. Jeannie tried to take in everything he said in her tired, over-thinking mind. She just wanted them to fix her and get her back home.
Jeannie continued to hold her daughters hand. “Thank you, Doctor. Yes, she had suffered from migraines after my husband passed away. They stopped a year ago.”
“Did they give her a CT scan then?”
Thinking back, Jeannie tried to remember.
“No, they didn’t feel it was necessary at the time.” Jeannie felt guilt build up insider her. She remembered being asked if she wanted them to give her daughter one, though they said it wasn’t necessary, and Jeannie declined because of the cost.
“I will send the nurse in and we will get her down for a CT scan and go from there. Do you have any questions?” he asked. A commotion erupted in the hallway after several accident victims were brought in. The doctor drew the curtain around to keep their conversation more private.
“No, not now,” said Jeannie. Questions? What should she ask? Her mind was a muddled mess.
He left out the curtain and promised it wouldn’t take too long. Sure, she heard those words too many times being in the hospital. Everything took too long. A nurse came in and quickly put an IV in Lydia’s arm. Her arms looked so skinny, Jeannie wondered how they would find a vein.
As Jeannie gazed at her daughter, she stroked her arm, careful of the IV. Lydia always hated shots of any kind and if she would have been awake, she would have put up a fight with this IV. Jeannie couldn’t help but notice how young she looked. Her face at that moment, looked the same when she was six years old. She would walk around with a tiara, a tutu, and her tennis shoes every day. How quickly the time had passed. One of the most magical days in Jeannie’s life, was the day she gave birth to her precious daughter. She had suffered two miscarriages and gave up the idea of having children. Low and behold, she became pregnant again after she and Vince decided more children wasn’t meant to be. This time, Jeannie accepted the fact she would more than likely lose that baby too. She didn’t tell anyone, not even Vince right away. It wasn’t until she made it to four months, when she knew they were going to have a baby. That was the farthest she had ever carried without miscarrying.
Delivering her at nearly ten pounds, Lydia Rose Franklin came into the world to the happiest two people on the planet. Born two years to the day she lost her first baby, Jeannie felt Lydia was a blessing, an angel sent to them. Jeannie remembers her daughter lying next to her after she delivered, staring up at her with these huge brown eyes and it was love at first sight. There became a solid bond between mother and daughter, even during the tough teen years. Lydia looked like her father with his dark eyes and dark hair, and had her mom’s stubborn personality. Vince was beside himself with joy, and took Lydia with him everywhere. Four years later, after the birth of Michael, Jeannie and Vince were happy and complete with two children. Though they were young when they started their family, two was enough. She had a life many envied, and the most beautiful family anyone could ask