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light speeds when I awoke, how did that happen?”
“When it became apparent that the ship was going to impact the planet Desolation, and neither of you had regained consciousness, emergency programing disengaged the Gravity Wave generator and slowed the ship.”
“Why didn’t you initiate a course change or do a controlled landing?” I asked.
“Automated navigation control processes were damaged in the impact with a ship.”
I sighed, “Is the atmosphere on this planet suitable for human habitation?”
“Atmosphere is suitable for human life.”
I looked at Kala, who by now was covered in a sheen of perspiration. She lay with her head back on the pillow, and her eyes closed.
“Kala, how are you holding up?”
“I’m having two babies, how do you think I am holding up?” Kala said with a cold tone. I had heard that during labor that many women take on a less than cordial demeanor, especially toward the father of her children, I was starting to worry that this might carry over after birth.
Over the next hour Kala didn’t speak to me much and most of the sounds that came from her were grunts, screams, and occasionally terms and phrases that were more akin to curses than communication. The med unit continued to announced with regularity when contractions were about to begin and gave a periodic countdown as to the time the babies would arrive. On the screen I could see the vital signs being displayed for Kala and the children as well, though I had no real understanding if they were normal or something I should be concerned about. As the final moments drew closer the med unit began to instruct me on actions that I would have to take in delivering the twins. Unlike the med unit on the NEW ORLEANS, which could actually perform surgery, the med unit on the ALI was only able to provide diagnosis, administer some medications and instruct an individual on how to treat another individual, so it was up to me to assist in the delivery of my offspring.
The last words Kala spoke to me before Lunnie made her way into this world, and yes Lunnie was first as though it could have been any other way, was, “Tib if I knew when I first met you what I would be going through now I would have asked for a transfer to another ship,” and then the med unit computer announced. “Contraction beginning, prepare to receive first child.” As Kala began to pant and groan, her eyes squeezed shut tightly, I looked down to see the head of a small child beginning to appear. Moments later I found myself lifting a small and screaming Lunnie in my hands as Kala gasped.
“Is it over? Which one is it?” She gasped.
“It’s Lunnie, and yes she’s perfect,” I said as I looked down at her red and crying face.
“Contraction beginning, prepare to receive second child,” the med unit droned, catching me off guard as I expected there would be more time between deliveries. I barely had time to sever the umbilical cord as instructed by the med unit and lay Lunnie down on the bed beside Kala, who began panting again and straining. Unlike Lunnie, Reidecor didn’t seem to be in any rush to join his sister in the outer world and a few moments later the med unit announced, “Contraction ended, fetus delivery delayed.”
“What happened Tib? Is the delivery over? She asked in a weak voice.
“No, he’s not here yet, perhaps on the next contraction. You need to push harder!”
“Push harder! What do you think I am doing here? Taking naps!” Kala snapped and I noted the tone of anger and frustration in her voice, something I had never heard before, for the first time I realized that she was undergoing more pain and stress than I could fully understand. I had no time to contemplate this as the med unit announced, “Contraction beginning, prepare to receive second child.”
This time there was no delay, Kala began panting, grunting, and pushing so hard I feared she would die from the effort, and
“When it became apparent that the ship was going to impact the planet Desolation, and neither of you had regained consciousness, emergency programing disengaged the Gravity Wave generator and slowed the ship.”
“Why didn’t you initiate a course change or do a controlled landing?” I asked.
“Automated navigation control processes were damaged in the impact with a ship.”
I sighed, “Is the atmosphere on this planet suitable for human habitation?”
“Atmosphere is suitable for human life.”
I looked at Kala, who by now was covered in a sheen of perspiration. She lay with her head back on the pillow, and her eyes closed.
“Kala, how are you holding up?”
“I’m having two babies, how do you think I am holding up?” Kala said with a cold tone. I had heard that during labor that many women take on a less than cordial demeanor, especially toward the father of her children, I was starting to worry that this might carry over after birth.
Over the next hour Kala didn’t speak to me much and most of the sounds that came from her were grunts, screams, and occasionally terms and phrases that were more akin to curses than communication. The med unit continued to announced with regularity when contractions were about to begin and gave a periodic countdown as to the time the babies would arrive. On the screen I could see the vital signs being displayed for Kala and the children as well, though I had no real understanding if they were normal or something I should be concerned about. As the final moments drew closer the med unit began to instruct me on actions that I would have to take in delivering the twins. Unlike the med unit on the NEW ORLEANS, which could actually perform surgery, the med unit on the ALI was only able to provide diagnosis, administer some medications and instruct an individual on how to treat another individual, so it was up to me to assist in the delivery of my offspring.
The last words Kala spoke to me before Lunnie made her way into this world, and yes Lunnie was first as though it could have been any other way, was, “Tib if I knew when I first met you what I would be going through now I would have asked for a transfer to another ship,” and then the med unit computer announced. “Contraction beginning, prepare to receive first child.” As Kala began to pant and groan, her eyes squeezed shut tightly, I looked down to see the head of a small child beginning to appear. Moments later I found myself lifting a small and screaming Lunnie in my hands as Kala gasped.
“Is it over? Which one is it?” She gasped.
“It’s Lunnie, and yes she’s perfect,” I said as I looked down at her red and crying face.
“Contraction beginning, prepare to receive second child,” the med unit droned, catching me off guard as I expected there would be more time between deliveries. I barely had time to sever the umbilical cord as instructed by the med unit and lay Lunnie down on the bed beside Kala, who began panting again and straining. Unlike Lunnie, Reidecor didn’t seem to be in any rush to join his sister in the outer world and a few moments later the med unit announced, “Contraction ended, fetus delivery delayed.”
“What happened Tib? Is the delivery over? She asked in a weak voice.
“No, he’s not here yet, perhaps on the next contraction. You need to push harder!”
“Push harder! What do you think I am doing here? Taking naps!” Kala snapped and I noted the tone of anger and frustration in her voice, something I had never heard before, for the first time I realized that she was undergoing more pain and stress than I could fully understand. I had no time to contemplate this as the med unit announced, “Contraction beginning, prepare to receive second child.”
This time there was no delay, Kala began panting, grunting, and pushing so hard I feared she would die from the effort, and
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