The Guard To My Sanctuary - Chapter 21: Chapter 21
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Marco
We walked into the doctor's office arguing about if having a daughter would be better than having a son. I was determined for him to see my side of things which meant he would have to agree that having my son would be better. The building was open and warm with the smell of vanilla wafting through the air. The lights cast an amber glow and there was soft elevator type music playing in the background. This was the converse of what I was used to in military hospitals that tended to be crowded and cold. He wasn't my husband and it would be quite hard to get my affordable but not always the best healthcare to cover a male pregnancy even if we got them to believe that was true. Elm also wanted nobody to know what was going on with the pregnancy other than close family members.
"Look a son would be so much better don't get me wrong I would love to have a little princess running around the house but I want someone to play catch with," I argued.
"So a girl can't play catch? I wasn't aware that girls didn't have arms and hands but thanks for informing me," he shot back at me.
"I want a junior," I said trying not to fall into his trap. He may not be a fighter but he was definitely a master instigator.
"And I want some soda but I can't have that can I," he said with a sigh. I knew he would kill for a cold glass of watermelon Fanta but I read that it was bad to have caffeine during pregnancy and barred soda, coffee, and even some teas.
"Nope but you can drink your water that's good for you," I said stopping us both and waiting for him to drink some of the water from the bottle in his hands.
"I'll be happy with whatever we have I would prefer a boy but if it's a girl I'll cherish her just as much," I said and kissed his forehead then we walked to the check-in in counter Elm holding onto my shirt. We had gotten there early as to avoid any questions from people who might ask why two men were in a Gynecology and Pediatrics practice. Dr. Nisbalm told us to come in before their official opening when we told him that Elm was pregnant.
"Hello were here for our 7:30 special appointment with Dr. Nisbalm," I said to the woman sitting behind the desk.
"Hello Marco and Elm follow me," Dr.Nisbalm said appearing in the hallway to the left of us before the receptionist could say anything. We walked over to him and he brought us into an exam room with his hands out to the exam table. I lifted Elm up and placed him on top of it so he wouldn't have to climb and took a seat next to him. Elm's pediatrician was the only person in the state with the knowledge about Elm's condition so he would be caring for him well into his adulthood or until he retired.
"Alright well, the first thing I want to say is congratulations to you guys. Children no matter how they get here or who they come from are some of the biggest blessings you can receive in this world and I have no doubt you two would bring a beautiful child into a caring/ loving home. Although I am insanely happy for you guys I have a duty as a professional healer in to tell you guys some flat out risks if you choose to continue on with this pregnancy."
"Okay," I said and took Elm's hand noticing that he was getting nervous and antsy. This was a lot of pressure for him and I was feeling a little guilty for not using a condom but it was too late to turn back now. If I could turn back time I had no idea if I would do anything different. I was wildly happy at becoming a father with the man that I loved but I hate that I was also putting his body through the changes that he was going through.
"Well, the most pressing risks regards own Elm's well-being, not just the babies. Though his body has made adjustments for him to get pregnant he still his anatomy is mostly male. Also, he's built very small and slender which is common for people with his condition yet if he doesn't gain enough weight through eating the proper foods that I will tell him to, later on, he won't have enough nutrients to share between him and the baby which can be catastrophic. The baby will take what it can to survive even if that means Elm will go without. Additionally, he will have to have a Cesarean procedure to deliver the child since he doesn't have a vagina to deliver the baby from. The procedure is really quicker than a natural birth. I will be the one to perform it with a team that I'm convening if you should move forward. All I would do is make an incision above the pelvis then move a few organs in your abdomen around in order to get to his uterus. Once my field of vision is clear I would incise along the uterine wall and pull the baby out. Once all of that is done I'd staple you up and bandage you. C-sections carry the risk of hemorrhaging, injury to organs which would be increased in your case since there's a lot more to move around. You could develop adhesions and infections which are more often than anything. Do you understand these risks and choose to continue with your pregnancy."
"Yes, do! Abortion isn't an option for me. I can't go through that again," Elm said immediately. I looked at him for the first time realizing the risks that the pregnancy would hold.
"Okay now onto the baby. Your child has the normal risks of any fetus in the womb but along with that your child needs you to remain calm, stress is a major reason many pregnancies fail to come to term. That said I have spoken to Dr. Shelby about the situation and agreed that it would be better for your child if you were to decrease your medication to half doses and increase your visits to three times a week to make sure that there are a balance and a lot of observation as you will be experiencing many emotional shifts throughout this pregnancy. Lastly, there is the chance that your child could also have your condition."
"Alright, so now that we know all the dark parts of pregnancy let's get to the fun part. I calculated your due date to April fifth. But take that date with a grain of salt since there could be complications or abnormalities. Now, Elm, I need to get your height and weight first then I'm going to run some blood test to see any risk factors that are currently present."
I helped Elm off of the table and watched as the doctors did what he said that he was going to do and by the time that it was over I was realizing just how real all of this was. I had gotten a man pregnant and we were really planning on bringing it into the world together. This was my chance to do what my parents couldn't do which was keep a family together and make a child feel loved and cared for. I had wanted to be a Father since I was going through the hell of the American foster care system. I always thought about just how much better I could do for a child than what was done for me. I wanted to be that dad other kids in my son's or daughter's school wished they had. I wanted to spoil him or her and be the one they cried too because they knew I would always be there to listen. I wanted to put the band-aids and then kiss their injuries then going to check under the bed for monsters. I wanted to have words of wisdom that they would pass on to their children and so on. I was so glad that I was going to be doing that with Elm because I knew our values lined up. I knew it was early to be getting so optimistic about the situation but I couldn't help it, I really wanted this to happen. When we were done the doctor gave me a list of items and foods to buy along with medicines and foods to avoid.
"Alright are there any questions before I send you off," he asked as he handed me a handful of papers that had important information scribed on them.
"Well how exactly did I get him pregnant, I don't like to know the mechanics of male insemination," I asked still fuzzy on the details and was surprised we hadn't gone over that part earlier.
"I should have explained that earlier forgive me. Now when you had intercourse and ejaculated into his rectum your semen was absorbed into the tissue the lined the walls where it flowed through special tubes just behind his seminal vesical that we call the Villeria tubes named after the doctor who discovered them. The sperm then travels through the tube and finds its way past the cervix into the uterus and down the fallopian tubes where it enters and fertilizes the egg just like it would happen with a woman. What makes it harder for Elm to get pregnant is that accessing the Villeria tubes would require him to be highly aroused or impaired state and the muscles to be relaxed along with him ovulating. That's why out of the few fruitful intersexuals in the world Elm is only the fifth to get pregnant and the third to actually go through with it."
"Oh okay," I said now that it was clarified. It was still a lot to take in but I understood more of what had happened. It seemed we hit the trifecta for making a baby.
"I think that's going to be it for us doc," Elm said scratching his head.
"Alright then be safe and keep calm and I'll see you on our next visit."
We thanked him and left out to my car in the hot sun. I stopped him before he could get in and kissed his lips. I really just wanted to touch him and give him some comfort. "I pray that everything works out with this pregnancy, I love you," I said giving him a forehead kiss.
"I love you too," he smiled. I then bent down and pulled his shirt up showing his still flat abdomen and leaned down to kiss it.
"I know you're just a bundle of cells right now but you're already making your dads' so happy," I said to our developing child then stood straight up. I opened Elm's door for him and closed it gently then walked to my side of the car. Getting in I turned the car on and pulled off blasting my radio all the way to the Target where we got out to go get the food Elm needed. We got to the register and the price baffled me but I paid anyway even though I knew Elm had money he needed to save it for himself. I wanted to be the one he relied on because he was the one who was going to be going through the brunt of the pregnancy. After we got done paying and getting Elm some popcorn we got back to my car so I could take him home. I immediately knew I had some real decision to make. It wasn't like I could ask for a raise anytime soon and there was no guarantee that I would be stationed here until retirement also my time home would be limited. The choice seemed to make itself.
We walked into the doctor's office arguing about if having a daughter would be better than having a son. I was determined for him to see my side of things which meant he would have to agree that having my son would be better. The building was open and warm with the smell of vanilla wafting through the air. The lights cast an amber glow and there was soft elevator type music playing in the background. This was the converse of what I was used to in military hospitals that tended to be crowded and cold. He wasn't my husband and it would be quite hard to get my affordable but not always the best healthcare to cover a male pregnancy even if we got them to believe that was true. Elm also wanted nobody to know what was going on with the pregnancy other than close family members.
"Look a son would be so much better don't get me wrong I would love to have a little princess running around the house but I want someone to play catch with," I argued.
"So a girl can't play catch? I wasn't aware that girls didn't have arms and hands but thanks for informing me," he shot back at me.
"I want a junior," I said trying not to fall into his trap. He may not be a fighter but he was definitely a master instigator.
"And I want some soda but I can't have that can I," he said with a sigh. I knew he would kill for a cold glass of watermelon Fanta but I read that it was bad to have caffeine during pregnancy and barred soda, coffee, and even some teas.
"Nope but you can drink your water that's good for you," I said stopping us both and waiting for him to drink some of the water from the bottle in his hands.
"I'll be happy with whatever we have I would prefer a boy but if it's a girl I'll cherish her just as much," I said and kissed his forehead then we walked to the check-in in counter Elm holding onto my shirt. We had gotten there early as to avoid any questions from people who might ask why two men were in a Gynecology and Pediatrics practice. Dr. Nisbalm told us to come in before their official opening when we told him that Elm was pregnant.
"Hello were here for our 7:30 special appointment with Dr. Nisbalm," I said to the woman sitting behind the desk.
"Hello Marco and Elm follow me," Dr.Nisbalm said appearing in the hallway to the left of us before the receptionist could say anything. We walked over to him and he brought us into an exam room with his hands out to the exam table. I lifted Elm up and placed him on top of it so he wouldn't have to climb and took a seat next to him. Elm's pediatrician was the only person in the state with the knowledge about Elm's condition so he would be caring for him well into his adulthood or until he retired.
"Alright well, the first thing I want to say is congratulations to you guys. Children no matter how they get here or who they come from are some of the biggest blessings you can receive in this world and I have no doubt you two would bring a beautiful child into a caring/ loving home. Although I am insanely happy for you guys I have a duty as a professional healer in to tell you guys some flat out risks if you choose to continue on with this pregnancy."
"Okay," I said and took Elm's hand noticing that he was getting nervous and antsy. This was a lot of pressure for him and I was feeling a little guilty for not using a condom but it was too late to turn back now. If I could turn back time I had no idea if I would do anything different. I was wildly happy at becoming a father with the man that I loved but I hate that I was also putting his body through the changes that he was going through.
"Well, the most pressing risks regards own Elm's well-being, not just the babies. Though his body has made adjustments for him to get pregnant he still his anatomy is mostly male. Also, he's built very small and slender which is common for people with his condition yet if he doesn't gain enough weight through eating the proper foods that I will tell him to, later on, he won't have enough nutrients to share between him and the baby which can be catastrophic. The baby will take what it can to survive even if that means Elm will go without. Additionally, he will have to have a Cesarean procedure to deliver the child since he doesn't have a vagina to deliver the baby from. The procedure is really quicker than a natural birth. I will be the one to perform it with a team that I'm convening if you should move forward. All I would do is make an incision above the pelvis then move a few organs in your abdomen around in order to get to his uterus. Once my field of vision is clear I would incise along the uterine wall and pull the baby out. Once all of that is done I'd staple you up and bandage you. C-sections carry the risk of hemorrhaging, injury to organs which would be increased in your case since there's a lot more to move around. You could develop adhesions and infections which are more often than anything. Do you understand these risks and choose to continue with your pregnancy."
"Yes, do! Abortion isn't an option for me. I can't go through that again," Elm said immediately. I looked at him for the first time realizing the risks that the pregnancy would hold.
"Okay now onto the baby. Your child has the normal risks of any fetus in the womb but along with that your child needs you to remain calm, stress is a major reason many pregnancies fail to come to term. That said I have spoken to Dr. Shelby about the situation and agreed that it would be better for your child if you were to decrease your medication to half doses and increase your visits to three times a week to make sure that there are a balance and a lot of observation as you will be experiencing many emotional shifts throughout this pregnancy. Lastly, there is the chance that your child could also have your condition."
"Alright, so now that we know all the dark parts of pregnancy let's get to the fun part. I calculated your due date to April fifth. But take that date with a grain of salt since there could be complications or abnormalities. Now, Elm, I need to get your height and weight first then I'm going to run some blood test to see any risk factors that are currently present."
I helped Elm off of the table and watched as the doctors did what he said that he was going to do and by the time that it was over I was realizing just how real all of this was. I had gotten a man pregnant and we were really planning on bringing it into the world together. This was my chance to do what my parents couldn't do which was keep a family together and make a child feel loved and cared for. I had wanted to be a Father since I was going through the hell of the American foster care system. I always thought about just how much better I could do for a child than what was done for me. I wanted to be that dad other kids in my son's or daughter's school wished they had. I wanted to spoil him or her and be the one they cried too because they knew I would always be there to listen. I wanted to put the band-aids and then kiss their injuries then going to check under the bed for monsters. I wanted to have words of wisdom that they would pass on to their children and so on. I was so glad that I was going to be doing that with Elm because I knew our values lined up. I knew it was early to be getting so optimistic about the situation but I couldn't help it, I really wanted this to happen. When we were done the doctor gave me a list of items and foods to buy along with medicines and foods to avoid.
"Alright are there any questions before I send you off," he asked as he handed me a handful of papers that had important information scribed on them.
"Well how exactly did I get him pregnant, I don't like to know the mechanics of male insemination," I asked still fuzzy on the details and was surprised we hadn't gone over that part earlier.
"I should have explained that earlier forgive me. Now when you had intercourse and ejaculated into his rectum your semen was absorbed into the tissue the lined the walls where it flowed through special tubes just behind his seminal vesical that we call the Villeria tubes named after the doctor who discovered them. The sperm then travels through the tube and finds its way past the cervix into the uterus and down the fallopian tubes where it enters and fertilizes the egg just like it would happen with a woman. What makes it harder for Elm to get pregnant is that accessing the Villeria tubes would require him to be highly aroused or impaired state and the muscles to be relaxed along with him ovulating. That's why out of the few fruitful intersexuals in the world Elm is only the fifth to get pregnant and the third to actually go through with it."
"Oh okay," I said now that it was clarified. It was still a lot to take in but I understood more of what had happened. It seemed we hit the trifecta for making a baby.
"I think that's going to be it for us doc," Elm said scratching his head.
"Alright then be safe and keep calm and I'll see you on our next visit."
We thanked him and left out to my car in the hot sun. I stopped him before he could get in and kissed his lips. I really just wanted to touch him and give him some comfort. "I pray that everything works out with this pregnancy, I love you," I said giving him a forehead kiss.
"I love you too," he smiled. I then bent down and pulled his shirt up showing his still flat abdomen and leaned down to kiss it.
"I know you're just a bundle of cells right now but you're already making your dads' so happy," I said to our developing child then stood straight up. I opened Elm's door for him and closed it gently then walked to my side of the car. Getting in I turned the car on and pulled off blasting my radio all the way to the Target where we got out to go get the food Elm needed. We got to the register and the price baffled me but I paid anyway even though I knew Elm had money he needed to save it for himself. I wanted to be the one he relied on because he was the one who was going to be going through the brunt of the pregnancy. After we got done paying and getting Elm some popcorn we got back to my car so I could take him home. I immediately knew I had some real decision to make. It wasn't like I could ask for a raise anytime soon and there was no guarantee that I would be stationed here until retirement also my time home would be limited. The choice seemed to make itself.
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