Mark Edgemon has been writing for 30 years. He writes and publishes short stories, articles, poetry and scripts, as well as, produces audio comedy productions for over 700 radio stations nationwide.
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Dr. Susan Wilson was a research scientist for the cattle and livestock industry and was hired for the purpose of finding a solution for the mass cloning of sheep and cattle, one that involved duplicating healthy animals and perfecting the genes that would provide a better yield for the market. She had been working on a formula that would be injected into a female animal’s blood stream and cause them to have multiple births of cloned duplicates from the genes that were earlier inseminated into the animal.
She finally had achieved a solution and only after seven months of research. This would make her a very wealthy woman, which was part of her consideration for taking the position, that and fame.
It was time for her to test the solution on a sheep they called Thelma. The sheep was obviously not wanting the shot, and so she began to twist and turn, causing Susan to set the syringe down on the stack of hay behind her, until she could hold the sheep down to give her the shot. Once she was ready, she raised up slightly preparing to reach around her for the syringe to give the shot, when Thelma kicked and caused her to sit on the haystack right into the needle. When she had turned around, she removed the needle from her backside and noticed the solution had been injected into her.
She was only mildly concerned until she started experiencing morning sickness. Her and her husband had tried to have a baby for a long time and had not had any success. She was unsure how the injection would affect her health wise, so she had herself checked out by other doctors, who found nothing wrong with her. However, she was indeed pregnant and was having symptoms more severe than those attributed to a normal pregnancy.
By the time she was 8 months pregnant she was ready to deliver. The size of her stomach was huge and her doctor did not want her to carry to term. For a fleeting moment, she wondered if her child would be a sheep or a sheep human hybrid. She did not want to imagine something better left to a science fiction novel, so she tried to be patient.
When it was time to deliver, she waited patiently for the child to be born. She did not have an ultrasound examination, because she wanted to be surprised about the child’s gender. When it was time, she delivered a healthy boy at around 3 pounds, two ounces, an average weight for a child born through multiple births. Then she delivered a girl about the same weight and then another boy and then another boy and then a girl and another girl and then two boys, ten babies in all, six boys and four girls.
The media had a field day with the story; ten babies born to one woman with one more interesting part to the story…they all looked alike.
Copyright © 2008 Mark Edgemon
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