So, youre sure hes going to wake up today? I asked a doctor. For the last twenty minutes, I had been scurrying around the hospital, anxious for Anton to wake up.
Girl, Im sure hes going to wake up in less than an hour. Just be patient and itll come quicker than you could imagine. The doctor replied. She had been taking care of Anton since we had arrived, and I had learned to trust her measurements and guesses.
And then what? What am I going to do? I mean, I have something planned out for tomorrow, but he might not like it and . . . I sighed. Sorry. I didnt mean to ramble. Ive just never done this type of thing.
The doctor gave me a warm smile. Hes going to love whatever you have planned, dont worry. He might be a little tired, but that doesnt mean hell enjoy it any less.
I hope youre right. I responded, a blush bubbling in my cheeks. Its not crazy special or anything, but I hope itll be enough.