i was on some sort of ship in the ocean with two other girls. we were the only people onboard. i was pregnant and about to give birth. one of the girls was my age, and the other one was around 13 or so.
parts of the ship were rusty, and we needed to clean it up before my parents got there or the ship sank. the younger girl started scrubbing at the rust with some sort of brush, and it came off. all of us started scrubbing at the rust. i was down in some sort of large tube. the rust was coming off really easily. then the contractions started.
they were excruciating. the pain was absolutely unbelievable, and i kept holding my belly and thinking something was wrong. the girl that was my age had my head in her lap and was crying. i don't know where the other one was.
there was a whale in the ocean that had just had a baby. i could see it from the air. the baby was being supported by the mother's back as she brought it up for air. they were enormous and beautiful and next to the ship, but i don't know if i was seeing them from the ship or from somewhere above the ship.
i knew something was wrong. my hips hadn't expanded. i wasn't dilated, and the baby was stuck. i didn't want it to die inside of me. i wanted it to be okay.
i woke up. my mother was sitting next to me. i think i was in a bed, but i'm not sure. i didn't move. only my eyes were open. i asked, "what happened?"
"it's a boy," my mother said.
"is he okay? is he normal?"
she said he was beautiful and just fine.
i felt that there was something wrong with my tummy, and then i really didn't want to move.
"did they have to cut him out of me?"
"yes."
i started to cry. i also knew that the cut in my tummy wasn't a small or a straight cut. it was jagged, the stitches were large. it was going to leave a very large scar. my mother told me that there was also a cut on my right breast a couple of centimeters below the nipple. it was small, the stitches were small. i don't know why they had to cut me there.
i saw the whales again. the mother was supporting the baby again. they were still beautiful, and the ocean was so blue.
8.13.2002
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