“You didn’t tell me about the r**e the other day?” My mom asked as we started driving to the doctor.
“Well you’re on bed rest mom, because I’ve caused you so much stress already, I just didn’t want to stress you out more.” I admitted to her. I can’t believe that my baby sister was in trouble because I disappear. I can’t cause her any more discomfort.
“Okay I understand that, but don’t worry about me. I need you to tell me everything I do not want to be surprised when we get to the doctors office. I’m taking you to the Doctor grandpa took me when I was pregnant. She is very nice and she knows me. We don’t need your doctor to know about this just yet. He does report to your father… Grandpa freaked when he found out he asked me if I was r***d and the hardest thing I had to tell him was no.
