
Valentino asked Shane to make his girl a knife. Valentino picked out the pink G-10 and the yellow spacers. He picked well! Look at that little heart in the blade. Isn't that the best!
When we arrived at the hospital they hooked me to all kinds of monitors. I remember the nurse gasping as she looked at my stomach. She ran out of the room and brought a doctor in he pulled up my shirt and nodded. I had to look myself. There was a perfect purple and black bruise forming a seat belt only wider. I had a seatbelt bruise clear to the end of January. The baby still hadn't moved, but they gave me juice and after awhile decided he was fine. Then they sent Shane and I for x-rays. I may have had broken ribs on my left side but they couldn't be sure without harming the baby with the x-rays. I just know that it was weeks before I could sleep without sitting up from the pain.
Shane had two broken bones in his hand. He had surgery a few weeks later and had to have pins in his hand. When the hand healed the doctor took the one pin out by popping it through the skin. I can't imagine the kind of pain he was going through.
How generous of that doctor Huh? The other wouldn't budge after attempts at popping it through and the doctor cut it out? What a compassionate doctor.
When we went to that appointment we were waiting in out truck. A lady came up and started yelling. She said that we should have parked some place else so that someone that was hurt could have that parking spot. She saw only teenagers in a jacked up truck, I guess. We both got out of the car and her jaw dropped. I don't think she was expecting a very pregnant girl with a broken guy. You never can judge people. The baby came Febuary12, He was healthy but small. We named him Questen. We always thought that Questen would have been bigger if not for the car accident. The baby nor I gained any wait after the accident.
We're thankful he was healthy. That Shane only broke his hand and we were all alive.
"No."
He's always telling me no.
I tell him yes to...
Well... to a lot of things...
I'm over it now. I can take No for an answer, Shane. Can you?