blue caps and white walls

HERE I AM 

 

Not knowing exactly how I got here isn't too important. All I know is some selfish idiot put me in this strange place, didn't give me any directions or a map. He just dumped me here. I go up and down, around and around, looking for a way out but see none. In fact, it is so hazy here, I can hardly see at all. Yet, I can feel things moving around me. There is constant movement and I do my best to go with the flow. Sometimes the movements come to a dead stop and the silence frightens me. A sudden rush of noise and I fall in behind it. Things bump me and disappear.

 

I move more slowly, waiting to find out what will happen to me if I totally stop, just stay still. First I shake myself and realize something is attached to me. This strange thing moves and makes me move with it. Suddenly I bump into one. The 'it' forces me to go inside. Instantly we become one. There is a beating in us. We are in love. All of the other swimmers disappear and leave us alone in a dark lake. Thru the cloudy mist around us, I can see her eyes, blue eyes. They blink at me. I blink back at her and her mouth opens. I see no teeth, just tiny, tiny, almost invisible white things.

 

There is so much I don't know yet. What happened to all the other happy swimmers? How long are we going to stay in this misty, dark place? We hear sounds we never heard before and a bright light enters our cave. Something runs smoothly, softly over the roof above us. It goes away quickly and we never feel it again. I am still here and it looks like I and the thing I went into will be here a long time.

 

Whoa! What is happening to my shape? Two things are coming out of my bottom and one right in the middle. A short rest and pangs begin again. Two more things are coming out but in a different place. They have tiny things on the end but I can't make out what they are.
Eventually they stop growing and move by themselves. There's a hole in the middle of me that has a long, ugly tail. When that stops wiggling around, a new noise starts.

 

First it's just a plain, ordinary noise, then it gets soft and sweet. My cave feels warmer. No, no, what is happening? I'm being washed out! Water is dumping me onto a strange place, stranger than where I was.
My color brightens. My mouth opens wide and I yell, I cry. The strange thing that is all around me moves. There are too many odd sounds for me to tell one from the other. I make a noise of my own when the long thing is cut off and I am free. 

 

What I believe I hear are words, words meant for somebody else. 'Brenda, wake up. You have a son. He's well and weighs seven pounds six ounces. He's gorgeous!' 

 

I am free at last and  am gorgeous, too.