undercooked

So everything was going so smoothly. but then things stopped going smoothly and smooth turned into excrutiating pain which turned into hospital which then turned into being discharged  three days later but then more pain - not that it ever left really - which tuned into being readmitted for two more days which then turned into being moved to a delivery suite - at 26 weeks - but surely madam you have been making a mistake - but no, no mistake which then turned into paramedics being called which turned into blue lights and sirens from surrey to london which then turned into calm. ah calm. yes i remember it now. the calm. the thinking that this had all been a bit of a cock up and lots of people had over-reacted and everything was going to be ok and we were going to go home and put the feet up and have a nice cup of tea while Eb gently simmered for another 14 weeks. But nooooooo. calm turned into pain. but this time far more pain than had ever imagined or crossed the mind when dealing with the pain last week - which now seemed like a being pinched on the arm compared to this pain, which then turned to the feeling that going to the bathroom would solve all the pain which turned into nurses shouting at the door to open it which turned into more pain and being dragged out of said bathroom which turned into a crash call from said nurse which turned the room into chaos with people running everywhere and looking a little shocked - never good to see - which then turned into calm doctor being all calm and doctory and saying soothing words like PUSH! which turned into more pain but then 17 minutes later all that pain and all that...well pain had disappeared.....which turned into Eb