The medical office in Denver still echoed with the surprising news of the triplets as Dr. Ben Wilson filled out a prescription for me. Watching his handwriting, I tried to come to terms with the fact that I would soon be responsible for three little lives. Ben handed me the paper, and with a kind smile, he expressed his desire to see me frequently, considering the twin pregnancy.
“Entering the sixteenth week without monitoring... it's important to be under constant observation,” he said.
“Alright, doctor. Thank you,” I replied, leaving the office with the prescription in hand. Constance thanked the doctor.
“Thank you, Dr. Wilson,” Constance expressed her gratitude, always by my side in this unexpected journey.
“We're here to help, always,” Ben replied.
We left the hospital and encount
