Wendy
I couldn’t stop resting my hand on my belly and weeping as I lay next to Jayson in his hospital bed. I leaned into his ear. “Jayson, you need to wake up. You are going to be a father. Wake up please.” I begged. I kissed his lips gently because they are cut up from the windshield.
He has a black and blue left eye like he has been in a fight. I caressed him everywhere. This week has been hell. I can’t sleep without Jayson really. Wendy helps me to sleep for a few hours, but I only really sleep when I curl up next to Jayson in his hospital bed.
Nurse Joy came into the room to check on him. She replaced his iv bag. “Any change?” I asked. She looked over her notes. “Yes, as a matter of fact, there is. His pulse is getting stronger. By the looks of his obvious injuries, they are healing
