The doctors induced labor on her because she was losing ambiotic fluid and they began to worry about her and the baby. They kept her in the hospital the whole day and started administering the labor-inducing drug since morning.
I was scared shitless. I wanted to be there to hold her hand and comfort her through a difficult time. She was hooked up to a fetal monitor and everything looked okay until the doctor came in for about the fourth time to up the dosage of the GET THE BABY OUT drug.
Things got ugly after that. She lost a lot of the liquid and it was time to get Nirav out of the belly. Evidently, I .read it some where… when that happens, a woman experiences incredible pain
That doctor cut my darling’s sweet tummy.
Nirav was fine. She was fine. I was staggering around as if I had been drinking in a bar all day. I was exhausted. I felt like a wrung-out dishrag. She looked better than I felt.
Both families were out in the hallway waiting to see the new youngun and I finally carried Nirav outside. Got-damn! That must have been a traumatic experience! Spend nine months in the warm darkness of mama's belly, and then be thrust into bright light with about 20 strangers pawing at you all at once. No wonder Nirav cried like a (*&^%&^%
He got over it. He is growing up to be a fine boy.
I never will forget that day.
