After her three children were left alone while she was taken to the hospital for an emergency, a doctor noticed the garbage man and had an epiphany. When she got home, she saw something she couldn’t believe.

“At this point? “Are you certain Dr. Morris isn’t free?” Even though I was already getting dressed and giving it a lot of thought, I called Nurse Carey and asked her.

“Dr. Sanders, no. Dr. Morris is currently attempting to get here by driving across state lines. I thought I would give you a call since I know you well. The interns are clueless about their tasks. Although I am aware that today is your day off, I had run out of options. Are you able to attend?” Trying not to seem concerned, Nurse Carey continued, “I knew they needed me.”

“I will arrive as soon as possible,” I said, “I just need to find a babysitter,” hung up, and called Vicky right away because she was the only one who could manage my three crazy kids.

I’ve been a surgeon for a very long time, but before that, Peter was my spouse. My pillar of support. When the reality of raising three children got to be too much, he became a stay-at-home father. But when I was performing another procedure, he suddenly died of a heart attack.

My whole house, mistakenly thought to be mine. It is not possible.

Now, when unplanned crises arose, I had to continuously find babysitters for the kids. I was unable to manage them. It was absurd to assume that any babysitter could handle them, and I had no patience. After only one day of work, two of my babysitters left, and rumours circulated that my three children, Lucy, seven, and Johnny, nine, were dangerous.

Really, they weren’t in error. However, they didn’t have to place me in this circumstance. So yet, only Vicky has accepted. When I was regularly scheduled at work, I usually paid the local creche through the ceiling, but today I was unable to rush them in. It being Friday, it was nearly noon, and I would be horrible to send them.

“Opal, I apologise. I have no babysitting today. When I called Vicky, she remarked, “I’m sick and can hardly move.” I shut up the phone and advised her to go get some sleep. The hospital creche staff was detested by me and I was hated by them. I ran out of ideas, though. I would have to fight my way there with my kids.