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| My Son by � cherryalyne Nine teen years ago ,on a Jan. morning My son was born. It was a chilly morning.I had to go to a small town hospital in Texas.My husband at the time was working odd jobs so money was little. the labor was short this was my 4 th child.the doctor said it's a boy and I held him in my arms he looked normal to me all ten toes ten fingers he was so pretty .I noticed he had a small blister on his leg,like a heat bump. they took him to clean him and I got moved to my room.A room with 3 other woman that just had babies. well hours later the nurses came in with the babies , but not mine.I asked painkley were my son was,all they would tell me is that the doctor would be in to talk to me my heart raced ,thought my baby had died and I was all alone. well the doctor came in and said my baby had a staff infecticon and was quaratined.But I could go see him. there he was in a small room,there was mops and brooms in it ,they had put my baby in the broom closet.he layed there in his little bed crying .as I walked closer I could see him good,this was not my baby I thought,he had blisters all over his little body,his little checks blisterd ,everytime he kicked ,he would hit his foot onthe glass,blood was every where. the nurse said I could pick him up,so I did they moved a rocking chair in there for me .I sat there in the broom closet and rocked my baby and cryed as he cryed. this was to be the specail day that all mothers dream of the day they get to hold there new born baby.the worst was yet to come.... |