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By Melinda Melton
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The doctor knocked and entered the room. He smiled and patted me on the leg.
“How are you today Angela?” he asked.
“I’m fine,” I said with a shaking voice.
“I’m just going to do a routine exam while we wait for the results. It shouldn’t be much longer. Just lie back and relax”
“Okay, Doc”
I closed my eyes and concentrated on my breathing. Deep breath in, deep breath out.
Another knock at the door and a technician handed the doctor a piece of paper.
After looking at the paper, he peered over his glasses at me.
“You’re about 10 weeks pregnant Angela.”
Tears welled up in my eyes. It’s true. I couldn’t believe it! I had a moment of joy, before I recalled the previous night.
“James, I think I’m pregnant,” I had said. “I have a Doctor’s appointment tomorrow to confirm it.”
The next thing I knew, my body thudded against the wall and James stood in my face. He screamed at me with accusations of entrapment and deceit. He threw me on the floor, kicked me in the stomach and said in an evil voice, “Get rid of it!”
Back in the present, I squared my shoulders and said to the doctor, “I want an abortion.”
He hesitated then said, “All right, that’s your decision but let’s take an ultrasound first. Would you lie back down please?”
I waited as they prepared the machine and spread a cold, thick gel on my stomach. I shivered in the freezing room that quickly filled with static. I looked over at the monitor and saw a little peanut shaped person. Tears welled up again and I turned my head away.
The static room suddenly filled with the most beautiful sound I’ve ever heard.
“Ba-bump, ba-bump, ba-bump.”
I thought of James and his last words. “Get rid of it.”
“Ba-bump, ba-bump, ba-bump.”
I looked at the monitor again, tears streaming down my cheeks. I saw the little arm and it almost appeared it was waving at me. I closed my eyes.
“Ba-bump, ba-bump, ba-bump.”
Then I heard another voice in my head. “But even the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Fear not therefore: ye are of more value than many sparrows.”
I opened my eyes and looked into the doctor’s kind, deep blue eyes. My heart melted.
“I want my baby,” I heard myself whisper, “but I need help, I’m afraid to go back to him.”
“Angela, we can help get you to a safe place, will you trust us?”
I nodded and said a silent prayer, a simple thank you.
Seven months later, I shivered in the bright room while surrounded by nurses and my doctor at my feet. I pushed with the last bit of energy I had then felt relief. The silence in the room was deafening, until pierced with a loud cry.
“It’s a girl!” exclaimed the doctor.
The nurse placed the baby on my chest. All of my fears were drowned out by the instant love I felt for her. I put our lives into the hands of strangers and in a mustard seed of faith that my God would pull us through.
I looked at my new bundle of joy and said, “Hello Faith.”
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Very sweet...
Don't capitalize doctor unless it is being used as a name.
There have been several abortion, then having the baby stories this week, but adding the violence to yours brought some suspense into the story. You did a nice job with the topic.