Well, actually, my fiancee did. I for real thought she was in labor, and rushed her to BU Medical, nervous as a cat in a room full of rocking chairs. Our daughter isn’t due for another month (five weeks actually), so I was mentally preparing for a premature birth.
As it turns out, false alarm. Baby is fine, wife-to-be is fine…now if only my flipping blood pressure would go back to being fine o.o