The phone rings, but there is no way I can get up to anwser it. I turn my over-swollen belly and reach toward the phone. "Forget it, " I say to the empty room, "let the machine get it." As soon as I heard the voice on the machine I knew I was in trouble. "Rhonda, I'll be there in a few minutes to get you for our appointment. I hope your ready." As I sat there willing my enormous stomach to settle down I began to plot a way to weasel my way out of this appointment.
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