I’d asked the nurse about that, as an aside, concerned that something might be amiss. She nodded to the door where a thoroughly terrified young man was there at the window peering in. He’d come to the little square glass then walk away with an older man comforting him. I’d seen the older one put his arm around the younger man’s shoulder.
Then the father to be would pull back his shoulders, stand tall and return to peer in the little window. There were tears in his eyes as he waited helplessly, overwrought I presumed with his inability to do anything but wait. I’d been glancing out at him now and then while waiting, patiently, for the delivery to progress.
The poor patient was no longer dependent on me a young doctor obviously wet behind the ears. Her screams had changed now to more like grunts as she pushed responding to the nurse who’d taken a position right beside her head , letting the patient hold tight to her hand.
Sarah’s husband had joined her and the two were google gaga over the new baby as the two sweaty orderlies were moving the bed out of the room. I don’t even think they noticed us so caught up in love they were.
Dr. Annie was now standing partially bent over grabbing hold of her thighs and Lamaze breathing as another contraction passed. The anesthetist,Charley, was right by her side.