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Hoosier Taboo?? Pt. 6: The Conclusion.

... for words. I can't even begin how to thank all of you. I can't even imagine how upside down its been for all of us." "Well," aunt Deena said with a wink, "just seeing you alive is enough for us. But you still have an awful long way to go before you're whole again." And then before they all left for the night, my mom said, "Well Cody, we're gonna go now. Bethany is babysitting your little girl. We love you sweetheart." And so with that, they all gave me a hug and a kiss and then they were off. I would be in the hospital for another three weekd, which would now be about two months after I came out of a coma. It's now the middle of November, about one year after that dreadful night to what was otherwise an exciting afternoon at the Wilkins' house. Finally a week before Thanksgiving, I finally was able to go home to open arms. My brother brought me home from the hospital, where everyone else was waiting. They took me out of the wheelchair and placed me in the recliner in the living room. "Wait right her Cody," aunt Deena said. She then goes into my bedroom and about a minute later, she comes back out holding a big, pink blanket with a baby in it. Then my aunt introduces her to me and said, "Cody, this is your daughter, Deanna." At that moment, I was in tears. She then places the baby on my lap so I could hold her. Hard to believe that I'm actually a dad mow. Deanna gave me a little smile on her face. She then begins to cry as I sniffed her. "I think she needs to be changed," ...

... I said. Both my mom and my aunt laughed so hard. So they picked the baby up from me, then aunt Deena took our daughter and went to change her diaper. About a couple of minutes later, she brings the baby back out. "Cody," my mom said, "if you could hold your little girl, I could get a picture of both of you while Deena fixes her baby bottle." "Sounds good to me," I said. "And while I'm holding her, maybe I could also feed her if that's no problem." "You're right son," my mom said. "I think it's time you get to know your daughter Deanna a little better." And she has a point. As I'm recuperating, I could feed her and learn how to change her diapers. I just want to be a loving, caring and responsible father who wants what's best- even if the mother of my baby IS my aunt. Nobody outside the family knows it was an incestuous taboo affair that went on between my aunt and me. So for the next few weeks, it was rather hectic for me. They had put a crib for Deanna in my bedroom next to my bed, along with a rocking chair so I could take care of the baby. I was also going to physical AND occupational therapy. They still never found out who caused the accident. Aunt Deena's car was obviously totaled, so her insurance covered her for a new one. Since I already had physical limitations to begin with, I had lifetime medical benefits (even as a passenger). As my physical condition improved, so did my parenting skills. It got to the point where I could now get around more and take care of my ...