35 (minus one day) whirlwind years ago, I was lying on the den sofa, watching the (new) TV movie, "Holocaust," when the first of what would become 24 hours of labor pains began. I called Bobby (who was at work,) shaved my legs and I arrived at Charlotte Memorial Hospital soon thereafter. I asked the L&D nurse if the pain was going to get much worse to which she responded, "Oh Chile, it's gonna get a WHOLE LOT worse!!!!," after which she let out a hearty chuckle from the doorway and exited the room.
The thing is, for some 30 years, I had always thought that she was, in that moment, referring to my labor pains.
