At the hospital, the check-in process was pretty quick, since I'd pre-registered. I refused the wheelchair, and we headed up,
bloguser festooned with bags and baglets. They strapped me down, stuck on the fetal monitors, and checked the dilation. It wasn't much, 1.5, which was slightly better than the barely 1 I'd gotten at the office a week ago. I was
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