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| Declan Clemens | May 16 2010, 05:41 AM Post #41 |
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Declan couldn't help but smile. Of course Kel didn't want a wheelchair. He had expected that, but she was....really serious about not having one. "Ok, but Kel, you...just gave birth..." She really wasn't listening to him, choosing instead to just get re-dressed. "Kel...seriously. I think you should take the wheelchair." It was probably an uphill battle, though, but he figured it was in his best interests to bring it up. He knew she would definitely not consider it in her best interests. He didn't blame her for not wanting to contact anyone until she knew they were ok. He wanted to know they were ok too. Figuring that the NICU was just down the hall, he decided not to press the wheelchair matter. He figured he was going to have to learn how to pick and choose his fights, and this was one that he could decide to leave. She could walk down the hall if she really wanted to. "Ok, let's go." |
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| Kelly Daniels | May 16 2010, 06:05 AM Post #42 |
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When Kel turned back to Declan, he was smiling. She figured it was good, because that meant that he wasn't getting annoyed with her. It was just a honest reminder to herself that she was a person strong and in control of her life. Considering she was a parent of two premature twins, she needed that reminder. She needed it desperately. Many mothers would be giving birth that day, many more that month, and most of them were probably ecstatic. They had probably planned for it, or embraced it, ready to become mamas to new, screaming babies. She? She didn't feel ready at all. It wasn't a great feeling. "I know I just gave birth." Kel told him, gingerly touching her stomach. It didn't seem to be smaller whatsoever. That just meant a lot of exercise and better food choices. She'd basically lived off of strawberries the past few months and, although delicious, it didn't really give her the nutrition she needed. "And I appreciate you looking after me, but I...I need to walk. Okay? If I start bleeding or something I promise to sit in a wheelchair but for now, I need to be up and I need to be walking myself." She wasn't really in the mood to argue with him, so her words were more of a plea for understanding and acceptance, not a command to have her own way. Arguing with him then, when she was so unbalanced, so nervous, so...scared of what had just happened and what it meant in her life just seemed to be a quick way of simply making everything fall apart around her, and she didn't want that. Kel also didn't need to be freaking out right then either, so she closed her eyes, and counted to ten, forcing herself to breathe as deeply as she could without it making her sore ribs hurt. Once she was half-way certain that she could handle it, she stood from the wall and made her way over to the door. Instead of just walking out of it though, she waited for Declan, her hand outreached to him. "Did they-" Kel paused, swallowing away the uncertain tone her voice continued to waver with, "-look like the names we thought we liked would fit them?" Because Kelly didn't look when the babies were pulled out and brought away, she hadn't had a glimpse of them yet. All she knew was that they had working lungs and that they were the sexes Marit had told her originally. |
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| Declan Clemens | May 18 2010, 09:08 PM Post #43 |
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Declan was good with a compromise, which was what Kel was suggesting. "Ok, as long as if you need to, you'll use the wheelchair." And she had already said she would, so that was all set. Instead, he'd much rather focus on discussing their babies. He took her hand when she reached it out to him and helped to guide her across the room and into the hallway, taking it slowly. "I think they fit the names," he said. "Although, I only got a quick glimpse of them. I'm sure we'll be able to decide once we see them." They headed down the hallway in the direction of the NICU as they talked. |
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