Written By : Pamela James
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As the memories ended there, she suddenly came back to reality to where she and Damien were now sitting in the obstetricians office waiting for the doctor to arrive.
They only had to wait for few minutes before the doctor came around and sat in her chair with a folder in her hands.
“Welcome, so how’s the pregnancy going so far?” the doctor asked.
“Its good,” Daniella replied.
The doctor nodded and Daniella watched carefully as the doctor took out some papers from the folder and put on her glasses to read it.
“Now, these are the results of the CVS,” she began.
“It’ll tell you if your child has a genetic or chromosomal disorder.”
Daniella pursed her lips as the doctor began reading the contents carefully.
She really didn’t know what to expect.
She thought it was going to be fine anyways.
“Does either of your families have a history of recessive generic disorders?” she suddenly asked.
Daniella raised her eyebrows alarmed and glanced at Damien.
“Not that I know of,” Damien replied.
“Me either,” Daniella replied scared.
The doctor nodded and flipped through the pages.
“Well, according to the test,” she started off slowly,
“it seems as though your child’s chromosome 7 has a mutation.”
Daniella looked at her concerned.
” What does that mean?”
The doctor turned to them and handed them the report.
“It means that your child will be born with cystic fibrosis.”
“Cystic fibrosis?” Daniella asked alarmed.
“What is that? Is it deadly?”
The doctor shook her head.
“No, no. In most cases it’s not deadly at all. It just means that your child can develop more than normal mucus, have a lowered appetite and/or suffer from abdominal pain. ”
Daniella sighed in relief before smiling to herself. Although it was still a disorder, it wasn’t as bad as she thought.
Her child will just live a little different from the rest.
Doesn’t change anything.
“That’s fine,” Daniella said calmly.
“Right, we can provide whatever my child needs to support them,” Damien replied.
Daniella nodded agreeably and the doctor smiled.
That wasn’t as bad as she thought it was going to be.
Oddly enough, if Damien was being as supportive as he was now, their child could live happily.
“Okay, if there are no more questions let’s move onto the ultrasound.”
Daniella smiled and moved over to the bed with the help of Damien.
Once she got on, he carefully lifted up her shirt to reveal a small bump.
“So, how are you feeling? Excited? Nervous?” asked the doctor as she put on gloves.
Daniella glanced at the doctor who was now pouring cold jelly onto the mound of her stomach. She flinched in response the sudden cool touch but felt Damien’s hand in her shoulder to soothe her.
“A little nervous,” she replied earnestly with a slight pause, “and a little uncomfortable.”
“Uncomfortable?” asked a concerned Damien.
“Do you want me to get you heat pack?”
Daniella shook her head.
“No, no, I’m fine.”
“I know, the jelly is always cold and the ladies never like it but I swear it’ll be only for a few seconds before you get to see your little bundle of joy,” the doctor encouraged.
Damien paused before rubbing Daniella’s shoulders and gently caressing her hair.
“Just try to put up with this for a few minutes, okay?” he said gently.
“Okay,” she replied unfazed by him.
The two watched as the doctor started moving the detector around her stomach and up on the monitor was a little black screen with white fragments on it.
“So, which one is our baby?” Damien asked.
The doctor chuckled and moved it around a few more times before pausing at a certain location.
“There she is,” she exclaimed.
“She?” Daniella asked.
“That’s right,” she doctor replied, turning towards them with a smile,
“it’s a girl.”
Both Daniella and Damien looked at each other before staring at the screen where a lemon-sized fragment took shape in their eyes.
“So that’s our baby…” he said with admiration.
“It’s so…small,” Daniella commented.
“Right? Isn’t it amazing that humans start off the size of a grain of sand then turn into tall gaints?” the doctor gazed fascinated.
It really was a sense of peacefulness inside of her. Even though she thought she would be panicking, all she felt was tranquility looking her soon-to-be-born child.
“You’re doing great,” Damien suddenly whispered into her head while giving her a kiss.
A few seconds in and the doctor began to grow silent.
That was enough to make Daniella worry and look at the doctor who seemed to be concentrating on the monitor.
“Is something wrong?” she asked.
“Well…” the doctor mumbled on, concentrating very hard on the screen.
“I can’t seem to find the child’s kidney.”