~JESSICA~
I don’t know for how long I’ve been asleep, but long enough as I felt energised. “Where’s my baby?” I asked the nurse who was checking my breast for milk.
“He’s in intensive care, Mrs. Clinton.”
“My husband?”
“He’s with him; oh, you should see them; they are just like twins,” she said. I smiled at her compliment.
“For how long have I been asleep?”
“Two days.”
“Wait what?”
“Yes, you lost consciousness,” she said.
“Can I see him, please?”
"Yes, of course; I’ll just get a wheelchair and take you there. We have checked for two days and haven’t found milk in your breast. A donor has been kind enough to donate as your baby needs breast milk, but I’m afraid it can’t go on as she leaves soon,” the nurse informed me.
“What about formulas?”
“We tried that one, but it looks like
