The 3:30 A.M. Call

I swore I would start sleeping by my phone on February 1st.  February 1st came and I decided that was really just a little too early.  We still had about two months until the twins were coming.  February 15th would be better.

February 15th approached and I thought to myself, "We're still weeks away from the adjusted due date for twins.  I don't really have to sleep with my phone.  I'll start later."

As March 1st drew closer and closer I decided it was time.  The April 11th due date wasn't going to happen for sure.  The March 28th (which became March 30th) induction date was a good date to hope for, but since twins are born on average at 37 weeks that put us at March 21st.  Then I remembered it was that twins were born on average at 37 weeks.  If I remember my 3rd grade math correctly an average means that there is a 50% chance that the twins would be born after March 21st but also a 50% chance that the twins would be born BEFORE March 21st. 

OK...time to start sleeping with my phone.

I, like many people, get emails sent to me all night every night.  I didn't want my phone beeping and buzzing all night just to tell me that Groupon has a great deal on socks or Netflix recommends I put some obscure Bulgarian movie in my queue.  I found out that I could set my phone to be silent except for phone calls.

Problem solved.

Or so I thought.

I forgot to take into account that people call me in the middle of the night.  I work for a hospital and I freelance for several agencies too.  As much as I'd love for no deaf person to ever need an interpreter from 10 p.m. until 6 a.m. to ensure I get my beauty rest, that clearly is only a dream. 

Early this morning I think I was half awake...or maybe I wasn't...it's hard to know at that time of night.  I was having a nice dream about visiting a friend who had just bought a beautful house.  He was showing me all the rooms he had.  The carpeting was plush and he had plenty of --

RRRRRRRIIIIIIINNNNNNGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!

"This is it," I thought.  "Chloe is calling." 

I didn't know if I should be excited or scared.  I picked up the phone as Derek started to wake up.  There it was on my caller ID...my boss???

Well, long story short, the hospital needed an interpreter and here I am at 6:30 a.m. trying to stay awake until I'm finish my regularly scheduled shift at 6 p.m.  Wish me luck making it through this day.  At least I know I'll be able to wake up if Chloe's call does come in the middle of the night.