Conversation in sued... and I want to do so many things to you!

There are a few times in which you experience happiness in the field of emergency medicine and trauma; one of the few times was today. Today I delivered my third baby as a doctor; her name is Kelsey. She was born precisely at 11:23 am today and she was so cute. Of course, the reason why she was born with me is because she had to be difficult. The baby had a prolapsed cord, which means that the predisposing factor of the baby's birth was the umbilical cord. Usually (and of course, this case) the umbilical cord poses a threat to the baby's breathing because the baby's head or body will compress the cord, cutting of nutrients and oxygen. It’s not very difficult to treat; just an emergency caesarean section must be performed. Kelsey was born nice and healthy today!

So Caleigh and I got into our first real official giant fight... and I don't even have a clue what to do. We went out last night to a local bar/club to just relax and have some fun. We had a few drinks; we were feelin' pretty good until this chick walks up to me. She kisses me on the cheek in front of Caleigh and asks me when she's going to see me again. Of course, Caleigh gets upset and mad and storms off, after slapping me of course. I don't even know who this chick is and Caleigh thinks I've been cheating on her. Why do people do things like this? Do they get a kick out of it? I feel bad that Caleigh think's I'm going to cheat on her, but I never would. I'm so depressed because she hasn't returned my phone calls since then, and she hasn't been home. I wish she knew I had a blog so she could understand my frustration and my love for her, but I don't want her to know I talk about it online. It's just driving me crazy.