“Amen.”
He and Sarah might not have had an easy run this past couple of years, and there had been times when she definitely hadn’t wanted to cheer him on, but he knew the love that they shared was a miracle, and something that God had ordained.
CHAPTER23
The headache pounding behind her eyes was making it hard to hear. Dr. Feldman was talking, but for once wasn’t smiling, which couldn’t be a good thing. Sarah leaned closer, doing her best to focus.
“…and having reviewed this, I have to admit, I’m getting a little concerned about the amount of protein in your urine.” Dr. Feldman frowned. “And when that’s combined with your high blood pressure reading today, it leads me to suspect you’re a likely candidate for pre-eclampsia.”
“I beg your pardon?”
Dr. Feldman’s face wore compassion. “I’m sorry, Sarah, but you’re going to the hospital today.”
“Today?” No.No, no.“I’m not due for four more weeks.”
“I know, but—”
“I’ve read the baby books, and I know if a baby comes this early it can have all kinds of issues.” Oh, look at her arguing with an obstetrician.
“And if you continue to have these symptoms, then your baby may quite possibly end up with even more.”
Her lungs tightened. Oh, if only Dan was here.
“You need to call your husband.”
“But he’s still in New York.”
“And that means he can be here in just a few hours. Sarah, your blood pressure is getting dangerously high and so that baby needs to come out. You’ll be monitored, but I think we’ll need to induce you this afternoon or tomorrow.”
“What?” No way. “But I haven’t got my bags packed.”
“Would you prefer a C-section?”
Be cut open again? “No.”
“Sarah, please call Dan.”
“He’s at training.”
“Have you got someone else you can call?”
Sarah gripped the edge of the desk. Something solid. Something real. For this moment that felt anything but.
“Sarah, you need to calm down. Unless you want me to call an ambulance for you?”
“What? No.” She sucked in a deep breath.Lord, You see this. Help!She tried to smile, but it felt fake. “It’s just I’m not ready. I haven’t even had my baby shower.”
“So have it afterwards. You need to go to the hospital today. This is getting dangerous.”
“But I feel fine.” Maybe a little agitated at times, but she was a redhead. Come on…
“Sarah, listen to me.” Dr. Feldman leaned across the desk. “Your kidneys and liver can be permanently damaged if you do not get this dealt with soon. Do you want to spend the rest of your life having to give yourself needles or having dialysis just because you don’t like the timing of your birth?”
Sarah stared at her. Well, when you put it like that…
“But Dan’s in New York.” Hadn’t she said that already?
The doctor exhaled. “So get someone else to take you. Sarah, I’m concerned, and the longer you leave it, the worse this situation can get. I know you want to do all you can to give your baby the best chance possible. Please, if you don’t want a C-section, and I’m already going out on a limb by not insisting on you doing that, then I need to set up the specialist team and ensure they’re available, just in case.”