Baby Update #5 - Dawn of the Dead .... Tired

Well, the night has been long, and for the woman in the bed it's been unbearably long. As she approaches her second day of labor pains her intermediate pain medication is wearing thin. With luck, the morning will bring the necessary dilation, and subsequently the necessary epidural, followed by the necessary baby.

While it pales exponentially in comparison, my night was pretty sleepless too. Easy work though, a sip of water here, a friendly voice there.

Well, the nurse is here, fixing the monitoring equipment for what must be the seventh or eighth time. I know they're busy, but considering the reason they kept us here was to monitor her blood pressure, it's a tiny bit disconcerting to know that the monitoring equipment was at one point or another:

1. Shut off.
2. Not turned on.
3. Not connected.
4. Not attached right.
5. Not loaded with paper.
6. Not printing.
7. Not picking up a reading.
8. Jamming, i.e. paper ... not strawberry.

That being said, it's a far far greater thing they do, than I have ever done.
I think that's from Garfield: A Tale of Two Kitties, don't hold me to that.

Ahh, what's this? Nurses? I.V.'s? Anesthesiologists?


Here we go!