Date: 5-3-2013
Zoey's p.o.v
The obgyn and his team of nurses gather around my bed. They serve as my laboring coaches since I didn't bring one with me. A very serious life threatening complication
arises during the birth. The baby is stuck in the birth canal so the obgyn performs an episiotomy. An episiotomy is a cut into the vagina to help release the baby. My
screams shake the ground underneath the bed. They are so loud that they can probably be heard in the room below me. "I can't do this, it is too hard" I cry out
in pain. "Zoey, you are superwoman" a nurse encourages me. "I can see the baby's head. The baby has a full set of hair" the obgyn points out giving me some
motivation. I push one more last time and Julian comes into the world crying up a storm. I am sure Julian will probably grow up with severe mental retardation.
As for right now, he appears to be healthy and I love him. This difficult birth experience has taken a real toll on my body. I am losing a lot of blood, the flood gates
never seem to close. Death keeps on knocking on my heart's door until daylight breaks through the darkness. My longtime coworker and friend, Seth Cohen is kind
enough to visit Julian and me.