“It is so good to hear your voice,” Jan said as I stood in the hospital’s lobby, dropping off lunch. “I have good news. Dr. Strair said you can come to visit me tomorrow.” I am sure she said more, but between our mutual tears and the ambient noise of the hospital, all I could say and hear were a crescendo of mutual love messages.
Except for three days, she had been in the hospital for a month.
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“You have a beautiful, healthy baby boy,” said the Midwife. Jan was smiling and squeezing my right hand so hard I was afraid she would cut off the circulation. I looked at the clock on the wall. “My sweetheart, It’s four am! I am glad we left the house when we did.”
As the Midwife handed me our second son, she said, “If you had waited any longer, he would have been born in the car.”
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Jan Lilien
“I do not want to go back to the hospital,” Jan pleaded with me. It was the first of March, and we had just spoken to Dr. Strair’s team, and they recommended that she needed to be admitted to the hospital immediately. I was standing by the bed, holding back my tears.
“I do not want you to either,” I responded.
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