Friday, April 25, 2008
Or blog, for that matter? I would write extensively about how I had 4 clients deliver in 3.5 days, including one emergency section, one baby transported to a different hospital NICU than mom, 4 different hospitals and about 13 hours of sleep.....but I can't. We're having 24 people over for a Passover Seder tonight. Send caffeinated thoughts! And at least there's this: I am free to have the obligatory 4 cups of Passover wine since I am no longer on call:)
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
So I get a call at 3:30 this morning from B, telling me wife J (who is 42 weeks) is having contractions that are 3 minutes apart and lasting for a minute. They say they are getting ready to leave but will call when they are out the door. I immediately hop out of bed, make coffee wash crust out of sleepy eyes.
It's now 4:49. I could be sleeping. I am typing instead.
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
That's what I feel like this morning. Icky, crappy, dirty old toast. I am such a drama queen. Thank god for good coffee and itunes.
Another birth gone by way of the operating room. I have gotten so swept up in my own feelings about seeing so many cesareans that I am no longer able to say if I think it was necessary or not. All I know this morning is that the look in the eyes of a woman who has labored for a long time and is now being rolled down the hall for surgery is almost too much for me to bear. She will recover physically and mentally...but will i?