Chapter 83: You Did It, Tyler!
(TYLER)
As soon as Dr Nicholas finishes speaking, he walks into the room. He goes ahead to wash his hands in the sink and then dries them up. He then slips the gloves into his infers then walks over to me. "Go ahead Tyler. Put your feet on the stirrups."
A nurse adjusts the overhead lights. Dr Nicholas pulls a stool at the foot of the bed.
Sasha looks pale. Never once have I seen him this stressed. His face is shiny with sweat and he looks exhausted. I’m sure he feels horrible having to just stand at a distance and watch me suffer. His alpha instincts are probably dying to protect me and fix my pain.
I put my feet on the stirrups. Once I’m set, Dr. Nicholas looks at me. "Alright, Tyler. Things look good. Now when I tell you to push, I need you to push, okay?"
"Okay."
"You’re doing great, Tyler." Sasha squeezes my hand. "You’re going to ace this."
"It’s almost done," I mumble between my heavy breaths. The epidural seems to be taking the edge off my pain, even though the anesthesiologist turned the pain medicine down a little while ago. Having a buffer between the raw contraction pains is just enough.
"Okay, Tyler. Now give me one hard push."
I bear down and hold my breath while pushing through the pain. The pressure between my legs is as uncomfortable as it gets. Even so, I encourage myself that I can handle it. Sasha looks very worried as he pats my hand.
"Great. Stop pushing now." Dr Nicholas says. He is now focused on the spot between my legs. "Okay, now I’m gonna ask you for a short push. When I tell you to stop, you stop. Okay?"