Tough Decisions

Mila

By Friday, I still hadn’t spoken to Skylar about our fight. I hated that we weren’t okay. Skylar had been my best friend since high school, and we talked all the time about everything and anything. It sucked that I didn’t have my best friend with me, just now that I was going through what was easily the worst time of my life.

The only other thing I knew how to do in the face of adversity was to escape. I eventually faced the music, but when things became too hard to bear and too much to think about, work was my way out. I buried myself in my routines and rounds, taking care of the patients as if they were the only thing that counted in my life. I filled my reports out meticulously, and I took shorter lunch breaks and worked longer hours.

Maybe it wasn’t the best thing to push myself so hard, considering that I had been through a traumatic experience and I was pregnant on top of it. But it was exactly the reason why I was pushing so hard.

Ben wanted to see me again, and it was jus