Drama

After planning for another lazy Sunday, it picked up in some unexpected drama before I even had breakfast. At 34 weeks along my sister tripped on some uneven floor and fell on her side. Her husband was working out and she couldn't reach him. She called me sobbing. She calmed enough to call the doctor who told her to go to the hospital so we raced over.

They did a bunch of tests. The only one I stepped out for was the sonogram. I've never gotten to see any of my pregnancies reach that stage and I didn't know how I would react. Since I couldn't be sure that I'd get through it without crying I didn't want to risk it and waited outside the door.

Long story short, they monitored her for a few hours and released her with instructions to take it easy and follow up with her doctor. It was a scare and I'm glad it didn't escalate to anything more.

As we sat in the L&D ward I couldn't help but wonder.