Today in Seattle I chatted with my friend Simon in Sydney. As a third year medical student, Simon is currently shadowing doctors at a small town hospital. By his fifth week in obstetrics, Simon informed me that he has now started delivering babies.
As a grown man, Simon himself looks somewhat infantile - I’m not sure if it’s the baldness or the manic stare, but either way, the thought of Simon standing between my legs whilst I lie in such a vulnerable position makes me reconsider populating this world.
Simon assures me that this new skill of his should not affect me - or indeed the woman he sews up. It should only affect the father. If Simon likes him, he will add an extra stitch.