Archive for November, 2014

A Man Called Goots

Clayngoots

It was 7:30 in the morning.

I’d been up all night with my wife in the delivery room trying to help her push out a baby that clearly had no intention of leaving the womb. She was heading into an emergency Cesarean because the baby’s heart rate was dropping, and I was still sitting in the delivery room – feeling scared and alone.

A nurse stuck her head in to say someone was asking for me at the door to the hospital’s maternity area. Read the rest of this entry »

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