Chapter 71: MANCINI

I went back in the room just in time to see my wife buckle over in pain. I wanted to yell at the doctor but knew there wasn't anything she could do other than what she was already doing. "You're using Stadol not Demerol right?"

"That's what it states on her chart sir."

""How many milligrams did you go with?"

"One, are you a doctor sir?" I just gave her a look, that was answer enough.

"Her contractions were fifteen minutes apart when we came here, how dilated is she?"

"We're still in the latent stage, she has a ways to go yet. We're at four centimeters. She hasn't had a contraction since you left the room."

On cue the monitor beeped and she reached for me. I was hoping against hope that her doctor would get here, she's the one that had taken care of her pregnancy for the past nine and a half months, but since Lyons trusted this woman who looked like she was seventy if she was a day, I'll have to put my wife in her hands.

The pain wasn't as bad this time