September 18th: Baby Dakota is kicking all the time, and Dr. Luikenaar is narrowing in on a due date- October 10th? 11th?
I’ve been noticing little decorations on a few postpartum patients’ doors and was flipping through magazines trying to find something comparably adorable but apparently Elle and Vanity Fair don’t have many teddy bears and hearts.
While searching for an envelope at the front desk a nurse warns me against the decorations.
“The patients with teddy bears usually have a baby in the NIKU.”
“What about the hearts?”
“They lost their baby.” Oh shit. I’m grateful I didn’t tape any hearts on my door.
I haven’t heard from Charley so I’m writing him a letter asking him to come to Salt Lake for the delivery if he can make it. I wanted flowers or a letter, but now I just want him. In the middle of watching “Million Dollar…
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