In The Eye of the Beholder by Beverly Cialone

Author:Beverly Cialone [Cialone, Beverly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: blind, love, doctor, divorce, insecure, ex-wife, sex, romance, marriage, esteem, wedding, baby, ego, true, self
ISBN: 9781926760131
Publisher: Central Avenue Publishing

Chapter 7

Five a.m. came all too soon, and as Adam and I showered and dressed neither one of us was in a talkative mood as we contemplated what Adam was about to endure. I was so worried for him that I felt physically ill, and I could only imagine how he felt as he towel-dried his hair and dressed in jeans and a clean white T-shirt. I’d heard the expression that doctors made the worst patients, but he seemed to be taking things in stride as he donned his shoes and combed his hair and brushed his teeth. He finally came to stand in front of me and pulled me into his arms, and I savored his fresh, clean scent and the warmth of his body as he gently said, “Don’t worry, sweetheart. I promise you that I’m going to be fine.”

“I hope so,” was all I could manage without bursting into tears. He dropped a gentle kiss on my lips and said, “I know so. By this time tonight, I’ll be sleeping it off in my hospital room, and you’ll see that I was right.”

“Aren’t you nervous or worried at all?”

“A little, but I’m so excited about the prospect of getting my sight back that it seems foolish to be scared. I have two great doctors on my side, and I know practically everyone who’s going to be in that operating room this morning. So I’m confident that I’ll be in the best possible hands.”

I glanced at the clock and felt my dread increase when I realized what time it was, and my voice was heavy as I said, “It’s almost six. What time to do you have to be there?”

“Six-thirty.”

“I guess we should get going.”

“Cheer up, sweetheart. All of this will be over before you know it.”

By the time they wheeled Adam into the hallway at six forty-five, he was happy and relaxed from the sedative they’d given him, and I had to force myself to be cheerful, even though I was a nervous wreck. I loved him so much that the thought of losing him terrified me beyond words, but somehow I managed to sound cheerful as I squeezed his hand and gave him a lingering, gentle kiss on the lips. He wrapped his arms around me and murmured, “I love you, Sophie. You’re the best thing that has happened to me in the past five years, and I’m not about to do anything to jeopardize that. And that includes dying. OK?”

“I love you, too, Adam,” I replied just before he kissed me. It was a sweet, tender kiss, full of all the love he felt for me, and I hoped my kiss conveyed the same emotion as I smoothed his hair and gently touched his smooth, cool cheek. I reluctantly straightened and gave his hand a final squeeze, and as I watched the nurse wheel him into the operating room I couldn’t hold it back any longer. I slowly walked over to the window overlooking the parking lot and wept like a child.

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