Thursday, August 12, 2010
Eight Years Ago...pt 3
Monday....Noon came and went, I was still on the pitocin, having contractions, but the contractions were manageable with some drugs...the dead-beat had passed out around 8am...he left for work around 3pm. I didn't see him again until about 2am. I still wasn't allowed food or drink. I was utterly miserable.
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