Well, that certainly confirmed it. At least for Kyson it did. Jace had a womb and if Kyson knew anything about birds and bees, his teacher in this scenario was most likely about to go through some nine month course of changes.
Still, both Kyson and Dr. Branson could see how visibly shaken Jace was starting to appear over the revelation. Unfortunately, the good doctor could not sugar coat the truth or lie about it, thereof. Just as he was about to say something, another nurse walked in with the folder of Jace’s bloodwork analysis. After a quick skim, Dr. Branson closed it.
“Yes,” he announced at last. “As of this current juncture in time, your body is indeed going through the early stages of the first trimester.”
Kyson didn’t want Jace to feel more overwhelmed than he was at the moment, but that was certainly a lot to take in at the same time. This was an entirely new situation, not just because he was about to be a father, if Jace didn’t want to explore other options per the planned parenthood information Dr. Branson was obligated to give to every person faced with uncertainty, but as a man, this began to change things, a lot.
Kyson could see the tearful fear in Jace’s eyes.
“Hey Doc,” he said. “I need to get him out of here. Do you have anything that can help calm the nerves without harming the child or him?”
With it being the early stages and Jace was otherwise healthy, there wasn't much Dr. Branson could suggest in terms of anything additional Jace would need to do. But, he could tell this news was probably about to send the other man over the edge, emotionally.
“There are some anxiety meds I could prescribe. They help if nothing more and should not cause an addiction nor harm the parent and the child.”
Only if Jace felt they needed it as Kyson couldn’t just bolt the teacher out the door yet.
Still, both Kyson and Dr. Branson could see how visibly shaken Jace was starting to appear over the revelation. Unfortunately, the good doctor could not sugar coat the truth or lie about it, thereof. Just as he was about to say something, another nurse walked in with the folder of Jace’s bloodwork analysis. After a quick skim, Dr. Branson closed it.
“Yes,” he announced at last. “As of this current juncture in time, your body is indeed going through the early stages of the first trimester.”
Kyson didn’t want Jace to feel more overwhelmed than he was at the moment, but that was certainly a lot to take in at the same time. This was an entirely new situation, not just because he was about to be a father, if Jace didn’t want to explore other options per the planned parenthood information Dr. Branson was obligated to give to every person faced with uncertainty, but as a man, this began to change things, a lot.
Kyson could see the tearful fear in Jace’s eyes.
“Hey Doc,” he said. “I need to get him out of here. Do you have anything that can help calm the nerves without harming the child or him?”
With it being the early stages and Jace was otherwise healthy, there wasn't much Dr. Branson could suggest in terms of anything additional Jace would need to do. But, he could tell this news was probably about to send the other man over the edge, emotionally.
“There are some anxiety meds I could prescribe. They help if nothing more and should not cause an addiction nor harm the parent and the child.”
Only if Jace felt they needed it as Kyson couldn’t just bolt the teacher out the door yet.