Friday, March 28, 2008

Epidural, What Is It Good For?

Absolutely Nothing


Amy arrives at the hospital with the idea that this labor would be as simple and easy as her first two.


Four hours later they break water and begin pitocin.

After three stabs, the epidural is put in, but never works. Panic sets in.


Help me! (scream, scream) I'm dying! (scream, scream) I don't want to do this. (scream) I can't do this! I'm not doing this any more! (scream). I can't breath. I like to scream.


Oh, my sweet baby. I love you. You are beautiful. I'm so happy


Amy collapses into a drug induced post traumatic shock sleep.

3 comments:

marianne said...

as sad as it is to know amy went through that the commentary is funny :) i found your blog through amandas and couldn't help but read about Amy. please tell her i'm sooo sad for her but happy the baby is healthy and sooo cute. he was huge! she's a super women. i think i would've died :)

Tiffany said...

you did so good, MOM. SOrry I haven't commented yet. I am still sooooo sad that I wasn't there. Will you update a newer picture of Brett now that is not purple and blue anymore?

SpaceyKasey said...

I am so glad you have a blog now! This post made me laugh so hard. Of course now I'll be singing hippy, anti-war protest songs all day. Thanks for that.

You are too funny.

P.S. He is such a CUTE baby! I'm in love.