Oct-Nov 1989
I loved living next door to Mike's grandparents, MawMaw and PawPaw. Everyday, PawPaw Johnnie would ride his 4-wheeler up to the road to check the mail, then bring me what mail was mine and Mikes. Afternoons were spent visiting with his grandparents and watching various game shows and westerns. As it was fall.. Mike and I spent quite a bit of time gathering pecans while enjoying the cool fall air. The trailer had a washing machine.. but no dryer. So on wash days, I would carry my clean wet laundry over to the grandparents' and use their clothesline. On the weekends, when we didn't go home to visit our parents, Mike and I rode his 3-wheeler around the property and sometimes over to the river to see the water.
One of the outings with PawPaw Johnnie was a trip to French Settlement, LA where we visited with some of the family. I had never been to this community and remember being a bit fascinated that the only way in or out was by way of one tiny bridge.
On a rainy day, sometime in early November, I slipped on the steps going into the trailer and landed HARD on the baby belly. I called my Mom and she came as fast as she could. (Sorrento is about a 1-1/2 hour drive). Mom drove me to the hospital in Baton Rouge and the doctor examined me. He explained that the fetus is so well protected in the amniotic sac that it would take a lot to harm the baby, and that the baby was fine. However, he was concerned about me being so far out in the country and so far way from the hospital this late in the pregnancy. He strongly advised that I consider staying with my parents closer to the hospital the remainder of the pregnancy. Mom drove me back to Sorrento and we were there gathering up a few things for me to return home with her when Mike came home. He was so excited because he had just been hired as a Deputy for the Ascension Parish Sheriff's Office. He looked so cute standing there beside his truck with the hat on his head and the gun belt looped around his shoulder, holding the uniforms in his arms. I felt horrible, having to tell him what the doctor had suggested, and that I was going to go home with Mom until the Baby was born. Mike helped me gather up my things and carried them to the car for me. He was good about coming to see me, my parents and his parents on his days off. At this point, there was just a few weeks left in the pregnancy.
One of the outings with PawPaw Johnnie was a trip to French Settlement, LA where we visited with some of the family. I had never been to this community and remember being a bit fascinated that the only way in or out was by way of one tiny bridge.
On a rainy day, sometime in early November, I slipped on the steps going into the trailer and landed HARD on the baby belly. I called my Mom and she came as fast as she could. (Sorrento is about a 1-1/2 hour drive). Mom drove me to the hospital in Baton Rouge and the doctor examined me. He explained that the fetus is so well protected in the amniotic sac that it would take a lot to harm the baby, and that the baby was fine. However, he was concerned about me being so far out in the country and so far way from the hospital this late in the pregnancy. He strongly advised that I consider staying with my parents closer to the hospital the remainder of the pregnancy. Mom drove me back to Sorrento and we were there gathering up a few things for me to return home with her when Mike came home. He was so excited because he had just been hired as a Deputy for the Ascension Parish Sheriff's Office. He looked so cute standing there beside his truck with the hat on his head and the gun belt looped around his shoulder, holding the uniforms in his arms. I felt horrible, having to tell him what the doctor had suggested, and that I was going to go home with Mom until the Baby was born. Mike helped me gather up my things and carried them to the car for me. He was good about coming to see me, my parents and his parents on his days off. At this point, there was just a few weeks left in the pregnancy.
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