The Doctor Who couldn't

Chapter Three

I told myself that he would come around. A days weeks later, I decided to try and go to work. When I got there, I heard from rumors that Skylar left the program. He up and left to a whole other state, and changed his number. So much for him coming around. I was scared now. Before I was just pregnant, now I’m pregnant and alone. How will I be able to do anything? I see Dr. Montez and Erika waiting for me to enter the room. “Fran, would you please come in?” I nodded as I walked in. “Skylar told us what happened, he says he is very sorry. He had no other choice but to leave the program.” “And the state entirely.” “Yeah, he said sorry.” I began to tear up. Fran, I want you to stop seeing patients. I don’t need you or the baby to stress out.” “But how will I make money to pay my bills with?” “I will keep you doing paperwork for the nurses.”

Great, I’m stuck doing scut work. “Okay, thank you for not cutting me off entirely.” I walked out of the room, and began my paperwork. I continued to look down, I was ashamed for my one night stand and the baggage that came with it. I wasn’t even showing yet, but I was 16 weeks along. My whole world flipped around. I didn’t know what I was going to do with the baby yet. Maybe I should abort it and get on with my life. I use surgery to calm my nerves and collect my thoughts. So I will probably go stir crazy thinking about it.

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A few days later, I had an idea. What if someone showed me the technique for each thing we are learning, so I don’t get left behind. I called Dr. Montez and told her my idea. “Now, Fran, that’s a brilliant idea. I’ll have someone right on it, and try not to worry yourself.” At least I can practice on a banana or a potato. An hour later, I was grabbing a bottle of water, and taking a nap. While I was in the kitchen, I heard a knock at my front door. I opened it, and saw my best friend standing in the door way with a disk in her hand. “Erika! I’m so glad you came.” “Hey, Fran, how is the little one?” “It’s good, I’m thinking about abortion.” “Fran, you can’t! It’s like murder on the baby.” I never thought about it like that. “True.”

We sat on the couch and watched the video. It was a Whipple stitch. I practiced on a banana while Erika watched me. “I’m glad you’re the one who teaches me, I thought I was going to get left behind.” Erika smiled as she continued to watch me. As I finished, her smile vanished from her face. “What’s wrong?” “I’m sorry I haven’t been around much, I thought he would stay and help you with the baby.” “It’s okay, you’re still here.” “Yeah.” She smiled once more and it vanished again. “Hey I have to get back, I’ll be by tomorrow with the next lesson.” “Bye, Erika.” She left and I finally got to take my nap.