Memories Shared With A Friend Part One - Caroline Mackey's Blog

<SPAN lang=EN> <P align=center>&nbsp;</P> <P>&nbsp;</P> <P>Her name was Caroline. She appeared older than I the day we met. Her face was round with dark brown shoulder length slightly premed hair. She wore glasses thick like hockey pucks. Makeup she wore to cover the scars from her yesteryear. Her hands with long and lanky fingers, rings on most of them. A watch she wore on her wrist for security. Self conches she seemed to me for she wore a T-shirt, jeans, and cow-boy-boots. </P> <P>Articulet I would come to fined out she was as we began writing assignments for the C.N.A. class we were taking. A loner too she must have been for she spoke little and staid to her self.</P> <P>As time past we became friends and that friendship it would flourish. One that we both would come to treasure. Not even time apart would sever the bond we made that summer.</P> <P>Study groups, drives in cars, saddened relationships, baby’s and much, much more the two of us will always look back upon. Good and bad times we have had she and I.</P> <P>Through the years we both have changed significantly. Always keeping each other close to ones heart. Her first real relationship was at 17 and mine the following year. We came to find out that our first heart brake would be with the same man. This we would overcome and go on to comfort each other in outré footer relationships and so much more.</P> <P>In 1997 we would share a miraculous moment, her 3<SUP>rd</SUP> child would be born. On January 6<SUP>th</SUP> we would take one of our drives. This one though was different we were having a baby. My dear friend was with child and all alone for the father had abandoned her months before. I stepped in and took his place, and became her couch. I drove her to the hospital in near by Salina, KS. There a little man would be born. As we got closer to Salina so did her contractions. Faster we went for time seamed slim. Running red lights so our little man would be born at the hospital. All of a sudden a police car would appear behind us, following us for the duration of our drive.</P> <P>On in to the E. R. parking we all would go. When we got there their would be another to great us. I would then get out to express to the officers that my dear friend was in labor. Her contractions are dreadfully close, and that I truly kneaded to get her inside.</P> <P>One of them replied “as long as you return promptly. After I returned one of the officers went on to say that he would let things slide this time. He went on to explain that if this were to happen again I should obey all the traffic laws. </P> <P>Time would pass and so would my friends contractions. Complications yes, the baby’s heart began to race. Labor would have to be induced. I stayed with her through all of this holding her hand, stroking her hair and reasserting her that every thing would be fine, the baby will be fine.</P> <P>Caroline would then become some what frantic blaming herself. Saying things like “What will happen to my baby? It’s not fair, I did this, it’s my fault. I know I didn‘t take proper care of my self and I‘m so sorry.” I thought how could it be her fault for she did the best she could do with what she had. Granted she was a smoker and she had a drink or two during her pregnancy. But every-one knows she isn’t the first and won’t be the last. Manny woman have and have had perfectly healthy baby’s.</P> <P>I smiled, then spoke softly “these things they happen, God will watch over the two of you.” At that point a nurse would come in to check Caroline and the monitors. She would come to the conclusion that labor would have to be educed. Shortly there after a shot would be administered. </P> <P>Shortly there after Caroline would shriek, “Something is wrong for I feel an excruciating pain in my left side.”</P> <P>I then called for a nurse. She then returned to check the monitors. It was time, our little man was coming. When the nurse checked Caroline there was little time for the baby’s head was crowning. Within mints our little man had arrived. He was born at 9:39 am, on January 6<SUP>th</SUP> 1997. He weighed 8 pounds 3 ounces and was 20 inches long.</P> <P>They then took him just as quickly as he was born. All was fine as far as we knew. Time would pass and a nurse would return with him, but only for a brief moment. Long enough for me to hold him. The nurse would then take him away a gin for he was having repertory problems. He would have to be closely monitored. In an infant croup tent he would have to live for the next five to ten days till his breathing improved.</P> <P>It was now time for me to return home to my family, but before I would do so Caroline would inform me that she had named our little man. His full name would be Wain (after one of his grandfathers) Nelson (after the rock star Ricky Nelson) Clair (after an uncle Melvin Clair Waymaster and a great uncle Elmer Clair Waymaster)</P> <P>I would return to see how Wain and Caroline were doing as often as I could. I was always pleased to find that his condition was always steadily improving. I also was pleased to see that she was holding his hand and smiling. Holding him briefly was aloud.</P> <P>I told her that I was so happy that she now could hold him for I knew how hard it was for her to see me be the first to hold Wain knowing it should have been her that got to. She just smiled as if to say thank you. She then extended her arms out to me. Hugging we just smiled and shed a tear or two. Happy we were for we knew that our little man was to be ok and would be able to go home to be with Caroline and his sister Crystal. Oh we knew he would encounter many health problems through out his life, but he would be going home soon and that was what was important. </P></SPAN>

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