I don't pretend I'll ever truly understand women. As I went in the OR, I get one little death threat and that's it on the unhappiness parade as she get's sliced and fileted (otherwise known as a cesarean section. She wanted me there with her though I can't figure out why.
Well, she made it through the operation and hopefully will forget to "kill me later". She usually does, God bless her.
Posted by TMLutas at January 29, 2004 06:30 AM