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Five for Five

It’s Sunday. The final day of our Spring Break holiday from the classroom. And our day has been fraught with turmoil.

Last night, I began having friendly, regular contractions at about one o’ clock. The painless tightening and pulling continued until five o’ clock, when the alarm was scheduled to buzz awaking me for my second-to-last twelve hour shift at the hospital where I’m completing a one hundred-hour clinical internship this semester. Instead of jumping in the shower and bolting a bowl of Cheerios, I rousted Joel from his slumber and asked him to accompany me for a morning round-the-block stroll, to see if my contractions might improve with activity. On our early morning walk, my contractions increased from one every twenty minutes to one every ten minutes. Promising! So, I called in “crampy” to my clinical instructor, explaining the situation (somehow I knew I’d love working one-on-one with a labor and delivery nurse). After a piece of cinnamon toast, Joel and I decided to hop back in bed and catch some rest with the rationale that if today is truly the birthday ER’s choosing, we’d need a bit more sleep to cope with the roller coasters ahead.

But with rest came the relaxation of my uterus.

My contractions have slowed to a snail’s pace (one every hour or so) and my mood has plummeted. Having vague signs and symptoms of impending labor is frustrating and depressing.

To console ourselves, we ventured downtown in the sleeting March lion-ish weather to our local video store to take advantage of the Five for Five deal: any combination of five films or games for five days for five dollars. We’ve determined that distraction will be our best friend during these lingering, crampy final days. We are set up with a couple of Playstation games (The Incredibles: Rise of the Underminer and Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban), a couple of new televisions series (Lost and Band of Brothers), and one good old fashioned fun flick that we’ve been charmed by before (A Knight’s Tale). And, of course, all the pathophysiology and pharmacology reading that we can stomach.


Comments

Within minutes of posting this, Aimee’s family called to commiserate. Aimee’s father Don, who is the father of three daughters told me, with quite a lot of glee, “So, your little girl’s keeping you waiting? Best get used to it, it’s what daughters do to fathers.” Don, I look forward to the family outing, when you and I have the car all packed up and ready to go, and fifteen minutes later princess EthelRed descends the stairs, perfectly punctual in her own mind. I imagine we’ll roll our eyes at each other, secretly pleased with ourselves.

Joel I've been there and done that and look forward to doing it with you!

I can't take the suspense! Here I am in finals week and in between studying each lecture of neuropath or psychiatry I am obsessively checking your site to see if there is any news. As if you would be posting updates the moment the little one was born. Probably not, huh? Tons of good (and frequent!) thoughts headed your way from me...

Ethel - Red! Ethel - Red! Ethel - Red!

I feel like I'm at some gigantic sporting stadium waiting for a concert to start. When will the band make its appearance? Things have quieted down; does that mean they're ready to take the stage? Let's chant some more!

Ethel - Red! Ethel - Red! Ethel - Red!

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