STOP: if you have not read parts one, two, and three of Kay’s Story, please do so now.
The links to each episode are listed at the end of this post.
A short time later, Kay found herself scrubbing from her hands all the way up to her elbows.
She followed the nurse into the brightly lit room and gasped when she saw the little baby girl. She lay flailing her arms and legs furiously, punctuating her movements with fretful whimpers and wails. She looked so tiny and helpless in the tangle of wires and tubes, almost more vulnerable than she had wrapped in newspaper.
“Can I hold her?” Kay looked longingly at the delicate fingers and toes.
“Sure! These little guys need to be held and touched. We actually have volunteers who come in just to cuddle them.”
“Really? I had no idea.”
“Go ahead and sit in the chair. I’ll get you all set up.” The nurse showed her how to hold the baby without disturbing any of the medical devices and gave her a brief run-through of how everything worked. Then, she expertly lifted the infant from her little nest and placed her in Kay’s arms.
The moment was magic. The baby instantly stopped fussing and opened her squinty eyes, looking up at Kay’s face.
Kay was vaguely aware of some sort of call coming over the intercom system and dimly heard the nurse saying that she would be back to check on her in a little while.
The info for this section of the story is based in fact. Hospitals all over the country are looking for volunteers to hold these precious infants. For more details, click here.
This story was scribbled quickly as a writing exercise and for my own amusement. I will continue the story soon. I hope you enjoy it!
Please forgive any errors, grammatical or otherwise, as this is a rough single draft story.