When I called I did not know what to do. Piedad If the emergency is under way because something serious is happening, I thought. I could hardly catch a taxi and I was willing to pay whatever it was just to be by his side at that moment, it hurts to not have much money.
- A ticket to Piura, please.
- S on one hundred and twenty U.S. dollars.
- Is there any cheaper?
- A passenger who is selling your ticket to sixty.
- I buy it.
And I bought it. As soon as the plane I decided to travel by air from Lima had to turn my cell phone. If something happens and they can not communicate it? My head was bursting with so much stress and separated me from Piedad only time barrier. To lie down on my left shoulder was completely asleep. He saw the sea in my dreams. It was a black sea and a small pond where Mercy was crying with a white bundle in his arms. I panicked, shouting his name loudly, and she heard nothing. In the darkness, a crowd dressed in black began to emerge. There were elegant, with dark glasses and tulle veils gloomy, no one was aware of my presence.
Suddenly the dark sea \u200b\u200bturned into a green meadow. It started to rain. Barely recognized the place. Could not stop crying as much as we buried my grandfather. She cried and screamed. People would be closing before me. He could not see Mercy, the crowd saw only dark in the distance. At that point the flight attendant woke me up. It was twenty minutes to arrive and asked me to buckle up. He looked at me tenderly like a child.
off the plane almost catch me dead. Without realizing it had started to run like a soul by the devil and the officers arrested me.
- Whence?
- De Lima.
- Why?
- My wife is in emergencies, I think it will give birth.
- I see
- I can I retire?
- No, we have to raise a hand for minor incident.
- But sir, my wife will give birth.
- Sorry, these procedures also bother me.
retire and watched the officer sighed. I began to pace back and forth in the small room. One of the guards offered me a cigarette and I choked at the first blow. After six years without smoking. Since I finished college I left Piedad tried the snuff, and I did. Each puff of smoke that came hard and tore my throat, I left a bitter taste. My desperation was increasing because the phone kept me also. Incommunicado and suffocated by the smoke that accumulated in the room, I fell in weight over the furniture - and uncomfortable metal chair - allowed for the wait.
My head exploded and almost instinctively closed my eyes. I reminded my father in the same position when Joseph - my brother - was coming to the world. Somehow it was easier for him. At that time there were no phones and also paced impatiently in the waiting room Rebagliati, two meters from the delivery room, not in an interrogation room stink. The image resembled a tennis match. I followed his eyes and could not understand why so impatient. Joseph was born just fine. Three hundred kilos. My father ran the hospital proud to tell my grandfather. I ran and ran when they had finished preparing the party and I caught a taxi to the clinic.
In the waiting room I identified more. Looked distressed faces, including mine went unnoticed. Dr. Rodriguez yelled - for the umpteenth time, I said - my name and, like a nerd in history class, I raised my hand proudly. She looked upset and ushered me into his office.
- Mrs. Piedad had a setback.
I froze. In my head began to expand one of those clouds that often appear in cartoons. The scene is played Mercy kneeling on a grave, surrounded by characters with dark clothing. Sola. Because I closed all the way when she wanted to reach, reach out and embrace it, try to unite your body mine to share the pain. Not heed the words of the doctor, it was as if the background music of my trivial thoughts. I was resigned and pale, surely. I stood as a zombie and took a glass of water while squeezing a few words I could conjure.
- What does that mean doctor?
- We have to do a cesarean.
- My daughter has a chance to live?
- Yes, but we found something.
- What, doctor?
- suffers from the Down syndrome .
awoke from my slumber. It would be nice, but would have Down syndrome . Piedad ever said before that if there was a possibility it is not born. I resisted that time and when Rodriguez told me I tap the glass of impotence. I decided to hide the truth from her until the child was born, until he is out of danger.
Maybe when I left the office I felt lighter. I was just feet away as my father when Joseph was born. I still think he was easier.
The next half hour I was more relaxed than when I arrived at the airport, my eyes wandered over the leaves of political magazines, shows and maternity. I imagined my daughter with torn clothes offered in the catalogs. Clouded by the beauty I would have, their innate joy. I was moved and when I stood au mirror that was in the room, I found my eyes watery.
Dr. Rodriguez told me that everything had gone well, my wife lying and that she was being treated. I was very happy and wanted to see it. The incubator room was full of newborns. A15. Was the number of the hatchery where they put just as I hit the glass. Fifteen years as Piedad was when he got into my thoughts. How do you say that the greatest joy of our lives have Down syndrome ? Before answering the question, and wandered by
was crossing the bridge almost without realizing it and raise his head the Basilica of Mary Help of struck me welcome shade. I thought in, and I did.
long ago who never went to the floor of a church. I felt intimidated, as if all the saints and all the angels frown me walking down those aisles. Pity we had agreed to baptize our daughter at the temple. I knelt in the front pew and imagined how the priest invited us to approach to confirm the name of our daughter. Looking up and thought in his name, I could see a sign. "Do not tell God that you have a big problem, tell the problem you're having a great God." I steeled myself and went out of the temple towards the clinic. I left some money to go out and ceased to be sullen saints.
She was in room 103, on maternity leave. Had still not been brought to the child. I lay down beside her and hugged her, we used to teenagers looked at me tenderly, she smiled. I kissed her and freeze the time, was a kiss that you seem to love going to blow in the chest that can not be contained, it threatens to explode. The doctor entered the room apologizing and after the nurse brought it to our baby. I noticed on the face of Piedad something strange.
- What is it, doctor?
- His daughter suffers from the syndrome Down .
She began to mourn and left us alone for my display. Nine months ago I was so glad for the arrival of a baby to our lives and at birth shed tears over it, I got hard to feel protected. It's hard being a father for the first time at age 45.
- What shall we do, doctor?
- I do not know
- have we waited so long for us to happen?
- Do not worry, girl. God will provide.
And we were embracing the three for all eternity.
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