The doctor let out a gentle sigh, “I understand how you’re feeling, and I’m truly sorry, but… the fact is, your symptoms of back pain, abdominal discomfort, and bleeding are all classic signs of an ectopic pregnancy.”
Each word hit Sherilyn like a sledgehammer, shattering her heart into pieces!
Her vision went dark as she suddenly closed her eyes.
Despair and sorrow enveloped her, layer by layer…
“There’s no time to waste,” The doctor continued. “You’re experiencing significant bleeding and need emergency surgery right away!”
Bleeding, abdominal pain, and in severe cases, shock, or even a ruptured fallopian tube that could be life-threatening!
“What about your husband?” The doctor asked again, “You’re about to undergo surgery, and we need a direct family member’s signature.” Family member?
Sherilyn’s gaze became distant. Did she even have any family?
She shook her head, “No, I don’t have any family. Give me the consent form, I’ll sign it myself.”
Even if Gilbert was here, he wouldn’t be her legal next of kin. Besides, he was miles away right now.
“This…”
The doctor hesitated for a moment.
But as a doctor, he’d seen it all. He thought he was dealing with another woman heartlessly abandoned.
Nodding, he agreed, “Alright then.”
He handed her the form, and she signed it.
“The nurse will be here shortly to prepare you for surgery!” The doctor took the form and left the emergency room.
“Sherilyn.” Rebecca groped her way to sit by the bed, gripping her hand tightly.
“Rebecca!” Sherilyn’s eyelids drooped, unable to hold back any longer, she cried and embraced Rebecca, “I… I…”
She choked up, tears falling, unable to complete her sentence.
“I know, I know…” Rebecca held her, patting her back gently. How could she not cry? Why did Sherilyn long for this child so much?
It was for Jenna.
Such a darling Jenna…
And now, this was the outcome.
…
Half an hour later, Sherilyn was wheeled into the operating room.
Lying on the operating table, the moment the surgical lights hit her face, she abruptly closed her eyes.
She heard the doctor trying to
comfort her, “Don’t be nervous, the surgery for an ectopic pregnancy is not major, it’s a mature technique, and
it will be over in an hour or two.”
“You’re still young. After the surgery, take good care of your health, it won’t affect future pregnancies.”
At those words, Sherilyn’s tears burst forth.
The doctor wouldn’t understand,
was she worried about herself? No, she was worried about her Jenna! Why? Was wishing for Jenna to have a healthy body too much to ask?
Oh Lord, could you be any more cruel to her Jenna?
Two hours later, Sherilyn’s surgery was done, and she was moved to a ward.
Rebecca hadn’t left; she stayed by her side the whole time.
“Sherilyn.” Rebecca sat by the bed, groping to hold Sherilyn’s hand, whispering softly, “It will get better, it will all improve.”
Sherilyn, still groggy from the anesthesia, opened her mouth, making a faint sound, “Mm…”
“Tired, huh?” Rebecca’s eyes were sore from the tears, choking up, “Rest well… don’t talk, I’m here with you.”
Sherilyn closed her eyes, tears leaking from the corners.
…
At six in the morning, Gilbert arrived at Emerald Estates.
At the doorway, he ran into the housekeeper.
The housekeeper had just returned from the market, carrying a bunch of groceries, and was surprised to see Gilbert, “Mr. Gilbert, you’re back from your trip? I guess you heard Ms. Gomez is back?”