Suzy made a tough decision. Hoping she wouldn't hurt her job status, she called in faking mono. Her office told her to take all the time she needed. They would e-mail her the work so she wouldn't fall behind. Suzy breathed a sigh of relief and called up her doctor. She made an emergency appointment and headed over.
Now, Suzy was not a fan of going to the doctor. In fact, she hadn't been there in over a year. She had found an oversized T-shirt in her closet and wore that with a pair of loose-fitting sweatpants. She waited in the exam room for the doctor to show up.
Dr. French walked in and they exchanged formalities. "What seems to be the trouble Suzanne?"
"I think I'm bloated or something." She raised up her T-shirt and dropped her sweats down a bit.
"Well lets take a took shall we?"
Dr. French gently pressed on her stomach and examined it. "It doesn't feel like bloating...I'll be right back."
He left and returned shortly with a tube of something and some device. He asked Suzy to lay back on the table. Some of the contents of the tube was squeezed out onto her stomach and the device turned on.
The doctor gasped at what he saw.
"What? What's going on doc?"
"Suzanne I don't know how to say this. It appears you are pregnant." THe doctors eyes looked to be counting something.
"Pregnant? How far along am I? 7 months? 8 months?"
"From what I see on this ultrasound, you are one week pregnant."
"How can that be? I look like I'm near the end!"
"This is where I'm having trouble...It appears that you are carrying...well I count at least 21 fertilized eggs...and I can't see everyth..."
The doctor cut off as the picture blurred. Suzy felt her stomach push out. Now she looked full-term with triplets! The doctor looked at the picture again. "They um....they grew..." The doctor excused himself and canceled the rest of his appointments.
Suzy sat with a blank look on her face...twenty...one? Was that even possible? Well damn, anything is possible! My feet are size 37 and...I'm going to be a mommy...