Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 78011 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78011 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
I go to the bathroom, and it takes forever for me to fill it up. I have to turn on the water, think of streams and waterfalls. The minute I feel it coming and put the cup there, it’s like my bladder gets stage fright. “Are you okay in there?” I hear Luca knock on the door.
“I’m fine,” I hiss at him. “It’s just taking me longer than usual,” I tell him, and then finally I pee. I wash the cup off and wrap it in a brown paper towel, and I’m almost embarrassed to come out with it. I walk back into the room and hand the nurse my sample and then lie down on the table.
“Mona says that she hopes you are okay and to let her know if you need anything.”
“I need you to stop telling people about me having food poisoning.” I close my eyes. “It’s not that big of a deal.”
“You are way past food poisoning,” he says, his eyes never lifting from his phone as he types away with his thumbs.
“What medical school did you graduate from?” I ask him, annoyed.
“The medical school of Google.” He laughs at his stupid joke. I’m about to tell him that if he googled my symptoms, it would probably tell him I’m either dying or already dead. The side door opens, and Todd comes in with a file in his hand and a huge smile.
“So I think we found out what the cause is,” he says, and I sit up. “It seems that you are pregnant.” The minute he says the words, I think I’m going to vomit.
“That is a mistake. I’m on the pill,” I stutter out, and my mouth suddenly goes dry. “You must have mixed up my results with someone else’s.”
“Two urine positives and blood positive,” he says, and the nurse comes in with the ultrasound machine. I look over at Luca who just stands there shocked, his mouth open.
“Um,” Luca says, now stuttering.
“Bet your Google didn’t tell you that.” I look over at him, and he just blinks. I don’t know what to say. “There has to be a mistake,” I tell him, and he asks me to lie down and lift my shirt. I look over at Luca who hasn’t moved from his spot. Todd squeezes the blue gel on my stomach. “Dim the lights please,” Todd tells the nurse, and he switches on the machine at the same time that the light goes off. He grabs the handle and puts it on my stomach and presses down a bit and then smiles at me and then looks at Luca. “Go stand next to Eli.”
Luca walks over and looks at me, bending down and kissing me on the lips. “I love you,” he says, grabbing my hand and then looking at the screen.
“See this little black thing?” Todd points at the middle of the screen. “See this little white pea?” We both nod. “That’s your baby,” he says and then moves it around again and then looks at the nurse and then pushes a couple of things.
“Is everything okay?” I ask him, and he looks down and then up again.
“Well, I can’t confirm it right now since it’s too early, but I think you’re having twins.”
Chapter Twenty-Five
Luca
“Twins?” The word comes out of my mouth in shock. Ever since he walked back into the room with the results, it’s like I’ve been floating on a cloud. I wonder if someone can die of happiness? I should google that later. I hold Eli’s hand and look at her face, trying to be strong and manly for her, but the tears well up in my eyes. “Twins.”
“But I don’t understand,” Eli says, looking at Todd who is pressing buttons on his machine. “I’m on the pill.”
“The pill is only ninety-nine-point-seven percent effective,” I tell her, and she looks at me.
“How do you know this?” she asks me, dumbfounded. I look at Todd to see if he is going to side with me, and he doesn’t.
“Google,” I tell her, and she groans. Todd wheels himself over to the wall and turns the light on just in time for me to see Eli roll her eyes at me. Todd goes back and wipes off the gel off her stomach and then looks at me and then at Eli.
“It’s common to have morning sickness. What is not common is to vomit all day. You can get dehydrated, so it is very important that if you throw up all day for twenty-four hours, you need to go to the ER. They will have to get you an IV,” Todd starts to say, and I interrupt him.
“Shouldn’t we go there now just to be on the safe side?” I ask him. “There is no such thing as being too safe.” I then look at Eli. “I think we should go now just to check.”