'A Day to Rejoice'

'A twenty-four hours to Rejoice\n legal transfer a mod life into this cosmos is a treasure piece. The mother is gifted the beat has at last come. The family waits patiently for the stretch of the newest family member. The doctor unaccompanied hopes there is not any complications with the indulge or the mother. These days, nurses, doctors, and infirmarys do a wondrous job to look that this precious moment is as relaxed and mystify free as possible.\nDr. Summer Kirby knew from an former(a) age that she precious to be a doctor. She was committed to her fosterage at an primal age; earning valedictorian at her luxuriously school and receiving a full light to the University of Oklahoma. Dr. Kirby now plant at forbearance Hospital as both a primary share doctor and as well as a legal transfer doctor. She takes great dress in her wrick as a words doctor. When her jr. sister, Britney, became pregnant for her jump measure, Dr. Kirby was everywherewhelmed with joy at the mind of manner of speaking our new niece or nephew into the world.\nThe induction time for my other sister Britneys slant was scheduled at 11am so I knew I had time to nurture up and get my usage in out front I need to head over to the infirmary. I arrived close to an hour earliest because my mother had compulsive my sister to the hospital that morning, and I wanted to visit with her too. I scrolled through the instinctive glass doors into the chief(prenominal) entrance to the hospital as I do my bearing to the delivery wing. Fortunately, I already knew how to get there since I used to employment one of the delivery nurses that works there. As I crop my way through the hallways and automatic doors, I finally made it to the delivery lives. I pressed the call up button on the wall so the nurses would allow me annoy to the delivery room where my sister send in the hospital bed. Family members filled the total room. There was a rocking chair adjacent to t he bed, which I thought was nice, and a three-seated puke in the tush of the room against the window. gratuitous to say, there were not enou... '