India
I laid in the hospital bed, still hurt. From angry, regret, and shame. The baby who I was planning on having, the suppose too be 'best thing that ever happened too me' is forever gone. Of course I could adopt or have another baby, but I just cant. I shed a tear as a nurse came through the door.
"Mrs. Lopez? Are you okay?" She asked . "Are you hungry?"
I signed, "No" I spoke quietly.
She sat a tray down on the table and walked towards me, "You have too take a couple pills." She said grabbing pills from her pocket.
I scoffed, "Pills for what? Im fine." I said weakly.
"Pain pills ; such as Paracetamol and Antibiotics." She said giving me a cup of water.
I took the cup, "When can I go home?"
She signed, "Mrs. Lopez you just lost a baby for god sake, no time soon."
I poked out my
