By bats | July 13, 2012 - 12:48 pm
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So what? It’s childbirth, not a disease! You’re young and healthy, Nina, with a iron constitution…you can do it!
[To be honest, the best part of mashing this was looking for a picture of a rodeo cowboy. I Googled “bucking bronco,” and this was one of the options…I don’t think this was actually a Bucking Bronco, given the spokesperson…]
Well, Luann’s latest (imaginary) boyfriend is returning to Australia. And after three or six years of being in the States, little Miss Tease hasn’t gotten further than first base with him (maybe not even that far). Of course, with him nearly stepping on the plane, suddenly she’s hot to trot.
Well, sweetie, I think the horse has left the barn. Or the barn door’s been left open. Or someone’s been ridden hard and put away wet…
I like to think of Rex Morgan as a guy who bumbles through life, often the unwitting straight man, and definitely the guy who graduated #81 in his medical school class of eighty.
Then again, a lot of other people think of him as a smug, arrogant S.O.B. (you know, a doctor). And sometimes, the word balloons just prove them right. So here we are, still wondering how his old patient Foster died. Questions were asked, accusations made, dead bodies (well, one dead body) lying all over the place, and no sign of Dr. Andy Reed, aka, COUNT MORGU, Coroner and VAMPIRE!
Yeah, Rex, I guess you are a dick…
While I didn’t mention it a couple of posts ago, I was intrigued by the duffel bag Tommie came to Scott and Nina’s condo with. Not only is she a musician and a midwife, but she’s serving as first-aid coordinator for the National Boy Scout Jamboree, it seems.
Ah, but I was wrong.
Amazingly, it seems that Tommie is going to take the tiger by the tail (or the fetus by the umbilical)! Because nothing says “Self-Confidence” and “Fortitude” like “Malpractice Suit.”
There were a couple more days of dithering, but I have to admit it: I love it when a plan comes together!
Who knew childbirth could be so exciting? Or potentially dangerous? At least we know that Nina can’t move fast!