I've been batting around the idea of this blog ever since I got the news that my 15 year old daughter, S., is with child. That's been a bit over three months ago now, and here I am. I'm not sure what I intend to accomplish with this. Maybe just get some stuff off my chest that I have no other outlet for, starting with:
Got a voice mail today. It was a nurse from the doctor's office saying please call back. I'm not much of a worrier, but the fact that the nurse called a week after S. took the optional AFP blood test caused me a little concern. So, I call the nurse back. She starts off her spiel with the fact that she's a maternity nurse from the section that deals with high risk pregnancies, twins, triplets, etc. I'm about read to freak out at this point. High risk? Twins?? TRIPLETS???
Oh and then, almost like an after-thought, she adds, "and teenage pregnancies." Ok, ok, I can deal with it now. After all, I've come to grips with that part already.
Turns out she's just offering the services of her unit. They have three maternity nurses on staff that are available just a phone call away in case the patient, or in this case her freakin' out dad, have any questions or concerns.
Cool . . . just don't do that "high-risk" thing to me again. I'm an old guy and my heart can't take it.
Stay tuned for the backstory as I realize I've dropped you, my reader, right into the middle of this adventure. . .
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