12 days, or whatever: I've stopped caring.

The hospital called this morning while I was out with Samuel for a 'get the baby out' walk.

"Apparently I am not trustworthy enough to pass on a message to you." David said  "They want you to call them back."

When I did the nurse asked "when did they tell you to come in on Thursday?"

"I was supposed to call you, around 9-9:30 in the morning, and see when you had room for me."

"Oh!  Nonononononono...we want you here at 7:30.  Register in the lobby."

"Ok."

And then I hung up and hyperventilated for a while.  7:30am.  Now my induction has a time.  This is nerve-wracking.