I couldn't have done it without him. He got me drinks (then held the sick bag for me when I vomitted them back up), gave me massages, dragged me in and out of the shower, encouraged me all the time, made sure that I was always kept informed (even after the drugs kicked in) and charmed all the midwives.
During the time that I was in the ante-natal ward he arrived in the morning before I woke up so I opened my eyes and there he was. He bought me food so I didn't have to eat hospital meals and looked after my cat even though he hates him.
:smt055