" actually , yes . a huge big bloody steak with a plate of fries ."
a group of male and female nurses was conferring by the nurse's station . one of the men in a pretty blue uniform headed for paige's bed ." hi , i'm mike . just making sure you're not worried about anything , mrs ,hurley ."
"nothing at all , except the small matter of heaving a huge baby into the world ."
he patted the bedclothes ." you've done it before ."
"precisely , mike ," said paige .he counsulted his clipboard ." i thought we'd run over a few things in order to give a timeable . at midnight tonight , we will give you....
unwilling to listen to these intimacies . i moved away , only to be confronted by more intense ones : mothers feeding , changing thier babies , groaning as they shifted in thier beds . some seemed bewildered , an emotion i recollected perfectly .
there was an almost sinister quality to hopefulness of the others and thier visistors who clustered round the cots . each time a baby was palced in one , it was assumed that a good , succssful . loving life lay in store .
i glanced at paige . mike was writing on his clipboard , and paige was talking at him , and arguing in a decided way . i found myself smiling . how very like paige to try to organize the ultimately unorganizable such as birth .....or , for he matter , death .
mike bustled away and paige beckoned me back ." i rather like being asked by nice men if there's anything i'm worried about ."
dodging the drugs trolley that was progressing down the ward , i bent over to kiss her goodbye ," i must go as it will take me hours to find my way out of here ."
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