"Pike, Christopher - Whisper Of Death.(1991)TXT" - читать интересную книгу автора (Pike Christopher)usually talk. It was more like a part of me had died.
Then another two weeks went by, and my period never came. I didn't tell Pepper. I didn't want to worry him. I went to the drugstore in Lendel-a nearby town-and bought an early pregnancy test. Those suckers cost more than I thought-a big fifteen bucks. I read the instructions carefully. The bottom line was that if it tested negative, then you could still be pregnant. They weren't making any guarantees. But if it tested positive, then you were definitely looking at a major change in lifestyle. I took the test. I failed it. I mean, I passed it. I held that pink-colored test tube in my hand and started shaking. But no matter how hard I shook, the test tube didn't turn blue or green. I was pregnant. God. I didn't cry. How could I? It was a miracle. It was a gift from God. I threw up instead. Then I got out the Yellow Pages and called a doctor in Lendel. That's what the instructions inside the test box had said to do. Just in case your doctor had a different colored seldom got sick, and when I did I just waited it out. I called Dr. Adams. He was the first one listed. I spoke to his nurse. She wanted me to have a blood test and a urine test, even before I saw the doctor. I asked how much. Seventy bucks, she replied. My baby was already getting expensive, I thought. I said all right. I passed these tests. I mean, I passed them. The doctor was finally willing to see me about a week after I called. He was younger than I thought he'd be, and better looking, which made me even more nervous. He didn't make me take off my clothes and examine me. We just sat down in his office. He started off by asking how I felt. "I'm all right," I said. "I didn't mean physically. Are you upset? Are you happy?" "The first choice," I said. "Do you have a boyfriend?" |
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