Health Update

So there's good news today. My back is much much better (not that I want to jinx myself) and if I were religious I would thank the lord. I thank my good luck, physical therapist, and my abuela's "control mental" (an a la Shirley Maclaine method by which you think about and will something to happen, or not). On another upbeat note, I saw my ob today and we had a heart to heart. Even though she admitted that she would want what I want were she in my position, she also admitted her fears (throwing around once again cute phrases like "putting my medical license on the line" or "if you cannot get the second baby out it can asphyxiate") but I think we will meet each other somewhere in the middle. Closer to my side of course. The doc would like to schedule a delivery with these high risk doctors that she is affiliated with who actually believe in (gasp) a second twin's ability to come out naturally regardless of the position he/she is in. So, like two imperfect puzzle pieces, we are slowly drifting and grinding to find a fit. I realized that my doctor is kind of young, immature, and insecure. After inquiring how many twins she delivered vaginally (not too many), I assured her that after me she would have a happy story to tell and that I would impress her with my delivery. I realized today that one of the many problems we have, is that hardly anybody pregnant with twins wants to attempt a vaginal delivery. Even though I feel exactly the opposite way, I get that my anomalous requests are foreign and threatening to my doctor. I am convincing her to have faith in me and to trust me so that I can do the same.