Well, I know everyone's wondering about what's going on here at thingo central, so let me bring you all up to date.

Don't worry, my eye is okay. Surprisingly, the ophthalmologist diagnosed me with something slightly different than last time, something that actually requires the application of steroidal drops. If I'm lucky I'll develop super-powerful bionic vision (which for me means 20/20). Anyway, I'm taking the drops, and my eye seems to be slowly improving. I hope everyone is relieved to hear this news.

Oh, that's not what you were curious about? Okay, some of you out there might want to know about the disposition of a certain bun with respect to a certain oven. Zebula is still happy ensconsed in her womb-like... um... womb, and isn't making much noise about getting ready to leave. What she can't know (or can she?) is that if she doesn't get her act together, she'll be forcibly ejected in the next couple of days. On Tuesday, Nath's scheduled to be induced. She's already showing some signs of impending labour, but nothing definite, and so we're going to move things along slightly. I see parenthood as a very definite upcoming state of being.

And what of my dissertation? Submitted for revision. Let's hope the required revisions that come back are light. I don't want to rewrite more than a chapter or two. Heh. The good news is that I should be Doctor Thingo in about a month.

Nath's due date has come and gone, and now we're into the waiting game. The baby could come at any moment (although her arrival is likely to be preceded by a lengthy warning). As you read these words, we could be in the delivery room. This could be the last sentence I write before Nath excitedly declares that she's gone into labour.

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Okay, this could be the last sentence I write before Nath goes into labour. Okay, this sentence.

Damn. Well, I guess there's no way to know. At any rate, if you're following Nath's pregnancy from a distance, keep watching this space. I'll be sure to announce when anything happens. I'm sure many of you will hear over the phone too. In the meantime, send contraction waves to Nath. Trust me, she appreciates it.