Life & Death
>> Saturday, June 9, 2012
What an odd juxtaposition. It was the day of my friend's funeral, the friend I wrote about in my last post. A part of me demanded that I be there for the funeral but alas I could not. I was on call. My last ob/gyn call. The least I could do was ask my dad to go in my stead.
And on my last ob/gyn call, I delivered and caught two babies. One of them was to a woman I had seen in clinic almost weekly for the last 3-4 weeks, so she knew me well and was more than comfortable with me delivering her son.
What an odd juxtaposition. A good friend leaves the world as two little babies enter the world. Life and death always engaged in a dance.
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