Anothersunrise

On Sunday morning, I awoke to my vitals being checked by a herd of doctors and interns and residents at about 6 a.m. I was not surprised by this any longer. My dignity and modesty were fading fast, if not gone already. What did surprise me was that I felt funky. Not nearly as good [...]

Saturday morning dawned and I was moved again, to a private room. Delightful. Fantastic. Superb, even. All this room shuffling was beyond me. On Friday I had gotten the second of two wonderfully large shots of steroids, right in the bum. Saturday, no shot. Just me feeling grungy and smelly, but with more energy and [...]

On Friday morning I must have been feeling better because all of a sudden I realized that I hadn’t brushed my teeth in what felt like a decade. This realization hit me when at about 5:30 a.m. one of the interns, a very Noah Wylie-esque Dr. Nick, came in to take my vitals. Mortification. Utter [...]

The first visit was from Obstetrics. It included the intern/resident entourage. A whole gaggle of people. And while I thought this visit would be most informative, this visit seemed to be for them to gather information about me. My pregnancy to date, etc. They asked, “Was this a planned pregnancy?” Yes. We were incredulous. “So [...]

As we rejoin our story already in progress, we find the drama queen attached to several tubes and wires, in an emergency-type situation. Now, I can’t quite recall which came first, so I’ll suppose that before the big bombs were dropped, we ran some more tests. More blood was drawn. The pee was taken from [...]