When Things Change...
Chapter 2
Danny
Days later I had seen my doctor and had tests run but when he called he told me that what the results showed was something out of his field and he then referred me to a private specialist who would see me from then on. The only thing I could think was that it’s serious if I had to see a specialist, and he didn’t say what sort of a specialist I had to see which only succeeded to increase my worry. Which brings me to now we are sitting in your car on the way to the specialists place (in Bolton coincidently) in silence I don’t know what you were think but it wasn’t happy thoughts I could tell that from the small frown that creased your forehead.
“Harry?” I said so softly I’m surprised you heard me
“Yea.” you sighed
“promise me…that if this is bad…you won’t hate me.”
“why would I hate you Danny, I love you. And no matter what happens today I’m behind you 100% .” he said taking my hand in his.
I smiled faintly at him
Later I was nervously biting my nails while sitting in a room waiting for the doctor to come, Harry was pacing around a habit he has when he’s nervous.
My mind wandered of but was quickly brought back to the present when a tall brunette woman in her forties walked in.
“Hi Mr. Jones, I’m Cassandra James your doctor sent you to me.” she smiled shaking my hand
“Hi please call me Danny, Mr. Jones makes me seem like my dad.” I smiled she laughed sitting next to the bed I was sat on.
“ok I’m guessing that you want to know what is going.” she said looking over what I guessed were the beginnings of any notes she has on me.
“That would be a good place to start.” Harry sighed sitting on the other side of me.
“ok well the test which you had done at your doctors in London showed him results that prompted him to send you to me, you see I’m the only Doctor in the U.K with experience in this field.” she said
“And what field is that? What wrong with me?” I asked fearfully scared as to what the answer might be.
“Oh there’s nothing wrong with you exactly…it’s just that this sort of thing is very rare in men anyway…Danny your pregnant.” she said and all I could was stare at he open mouthed.
“W…w…ww…what.” I stuttered “It’s impossible…”
“Oh I can a sure you Danny its possible, it’s just not often heard of, cases like this are often kept quiet and discreet. But it does happen and you are not my first case nor will you be my last.” she said
“How?” I asked still in a state of shock this is actually happening
“Well all men are build with the means to do it but the hormone needed isn’t produced to enable it to actually happen, in the cases it is very few are actually in the scenarios to actually conceive but some are obviously.” she explained
“but…” I was speechless
“Danny I know that this is a lot to take in but as with anyone you have a decision to make…do you want to have the baby.” she asked quietly
I looked to you and you were staring down at your feet your face showing no emotion
“I … I don’t know…” I stammered
“Well I still need to do a scan to make sure that an abortion can be done if that is what you decide. Is that ok?” she asked I nodded before doing as instructed and lying back.
The next few minutes past in a blur one minute she was lifting my tee and placing stuff on my stomach and the next a whooshing sound filled the room and a gray image appeared on the screen and I felt my heart swell, this is real that is my baby. I looked at you and suddenly my heart sank you were staring emotionlessly at the screen you didn’t want this I knew just by looking at you.
“can it be done.” I asked
“yes but soon you’re almost past the deadline another 3 weeks and you‘d be to late…” she replied before I cut her off
“do it…” I said
“ok well I’m free next week so be here for 12 noon and well get it done then.” she said looking at her dates then at me. I think she knew then by my face that this wasn’t what I wanted but I had to do it I couldn’t loose you.
“Danny is this what you want…” she asked
“yea…” I choked past the lump in my throat.
“Excuse me.” I said before bolting out of the room before they could see my tears spill.