Sunday, January 25, 2009

Memento - Part 3

There is no way, I am going to deliver now; I am not mentally prepared - my wife said. Don't worry, I said with calm, portraying a strong heart - if it has to be, then we cannot do much. But ma is not here yet, she said. We will handle it until then, it is our baby after all - I said with no idea what that meant.

Your blood pressure is on the higher side, our substitute doctor made the announcement stepping inside the exam room. It has been normal until now. Yes, but it is quite common in the last month – said the doctor. So, what’s the deal? I would like to keep her under observation for a day and check for the protein leak, she kept saying in an unmodulated voice. And, if it is indeed leaking, then we will have to get the baby delivered now. What? Are you crazy? The due date is still three weeks from now, we don't even have any help here right now and I have to be in the office today, all went through my mind in less than a second. But I kept my cool and asked if we can go back home and get few stuff in case we have to stay longer. I don't want to regret if something goes wrong, so I wont recommend going back home, you will have to get admitted now. And baby is completely mature in 37 week, so you shouldn't be worried about that too. My wife looked at me as if telling - you know that there is no way I am delivering now.

OK, 37th week, friday, routine checkup, very typical. I will drop you back home and go to the office after we are done there - I said as I used to on every other checkup. As usual I also carried my office bag with me, so that I don't have to go back up at home. Our doctor was on vacation for few days, so we were going to see another one in the same group. The nurse took the vitals and we waited for this new doctor, didn't have a zilch of idea that we will see four new doctors in next four days.

Were you guys prepared? You know - mentally? I have faced this question quite a few times. Well I didn't know, if I was. Nine months now and I know I was ready indeed - to play with him, to smile on his smile and to walk him until he sleeps, holding my shirt tight with his little feeble fist.

The End.

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