Two days later, Dad called in a panic.
“It’s your mom,” he said.
“What happened?” I’d stepped out of the shower and had my hair rolled up in a towel and another one wrapped around my big belly.
“She’s been sleeping a lot more lately. Today, when she got up, her ankles were so swollen, she couldn’t walk comfortably. She told me that she hasn’t been urinating and her back hurts. We were at the doctor’s office earlier. Righ...