Little Fire Burning (Ch. 85: Till death do us part *23.Apr 16*)
Theraven:
Sorry about the wait. My net has been messing a lot the last couple of weeks, and my computer froze up a couple of times in a row the last time I used it (you'd think using only Word was not straining at all...). Now it barely starts. And if it does start, THEN it freezes up.... (Someone WILL get a few hard words tomorrow - my comp is barely four years old!)
The story is mostly finished, but I'm having a hard time getting the pics done (if my comp won't work, I can't even get them out of there right now... *cries*). But I'll try to get the next chapter up tomorrow... if it's possible. Can't promise pics right now, though...
Luckily my brother has a (working) computer WITH (mostly working) net...
Vacation, moving to a new apartment, net trouble, computer trouble, vacation without net at all... yipee. NOT!
Pierre:
Great chapter keep up the gook work
Theraven:
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Chapter 5: Heartsick
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Sirens howled in my ears, the world around me just a blur of colors. The little body lying on the stretcher had slowly turned back to pinkish again after he'd been given oxygen, but Aidan was still not out of danger. Only a fast reaction from me, starting CPR at once, had saved his life.
I had yelled for Peter to call 911, and as he had ran for the phone, face white after seeing Aidan, the baby's heart had finally started.
While I followed the ambulance, Peter had stayed with the kids since they were still sleeping, promising to come to the hospital as soon as possible. The heartwrenching screaming coming from Lily, Peter desperately trying to calm her down, followed me all the way out the door.
Everything felt so painfully slow. I knew the ambulance drove faster than most of the other cars on the highway, but for all I knew time could have stopped.
Half an hour later, Peter and the kids found me in the waiting room. Erica and Lily were sleeping in the stroller, while Tony looked like he had been crying.
"What's going on," Peter asked me.
"I don't know. They did some tests, and then took him to surgery," I said, tears pressing on.
He took his arm around me, and so did Tony.
"Have you talked to someone?" Peter said, drawing me into a hug I sorely needed right then.
"They hurried him away so fast," I said, tears dripping down on Peter's shirt as I cried over his shoulder. "They didn't say much."
We sat there in silence, crying and worrying. Three frustrating hours went by, until Celina finally came to tell us the surgery was done.
"There was a problem with one of his heart valves. We've done what we can for him, and he's stabilized now."
She took us to him, and we sat there by Aidan's bed for hours.
It's just so unfair.
Was there someone who did not want my family to live happily ever after?
I mean, why us?
Why my family?
Why Aidan?
Questions without answers.
Two weeks later, we could finally take Aidan home again. We got some medical equipment from the hospital so we could oversee his heart while he was sleeping, and bought breathing alarms to put under the mattress for both the twins - just in case. It was a small comfort knowing we'd have a warning if something like this happened again.
I found myself almost waiting for the next nightmare.
I didn't know it would happen so soon.
And that it would be even worse than before.
GingerGal08:
Cool. I don't mind the lack of pics.It took me a while to put up pics in my story too.
SherrytheCherry:
It's ok. :]
D: What else could possibly happen?!
I'm so looking forward to the next chapter.
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