“Let’s prep her and we can go!” the doctor said to the other two nurses in the room with
us. I looked over at Graham, his face still pale.
“Are you sure?” he asked, getting up and standing next to the bed, looking at
me.
“Positive.” I said, not so surely. I looked around at my mom, dabbing tears
from the corner of her eyes, not sure if she should come hug me, or if I was still mad
at her.
“Come here, Mom.” I said, opening my earms for a hug. She ran over and
hugged me and kissed me a thousand times.
“I love you, baby.” she cried into my open arms.
“Time to go, Ma’am.” the doctor said, starting to push my bed out the door.
“Mr. Koplin? You and you mother-in-law can wait out in the waiting room
unless you want to come in, dad.” the doctor said.
“I... I, uh, I’ll come.” he stammered.
“Are you sure?” I asked. He was even more scared than I was.
“Yes. I need to be there.”
“Will you be okay mom?” I asked.
“Yes dear, I will be right here waiting, okay?” she said. I nodded and forced a
smile.