A letter to our son
The feelings and experiences of the author during the period of meeting his infant son's mother, her serious illness, her pregnancy and the birth of the baby. By the author of 'Oscar and Lucinda'.
What people are saying - Write a review
We haven't found any reviews in the usual places.
aeroplane Alison Summers anaemia anaesthetist baby's head backache labour bagel bags birth birthday blood transfusions blood-count born breathing bulge Bushfire Camperdown Canberra cancer car-park cassette-player centimetres cold packs contraction crying with happiness doctor eleventh floor Evian water face fall in love fast labour father feelings four-bed ward frightened frozen orange gas mask George V Hospital going heard held my hand hugged hypnotherapist inside jacaranda jump-suit Kathy kissed knew labour ward leukaemia little baby live with Alison looked Lovett Bay mattress messages midwife Missenden Road morning mother mother's count mother's neck nasty needle night obstetrician Oxytocin drip pain PETER CAREY plum-red relaxed remember Ross Street September thirteenth Shimbashi shiny short-wave radio sister skin sounded sponge squat stainless steel stand Street in Glebe talked tell things thought three hours Tokyo told took trigger-words veins videotape walk wanted an epidural watched woman wrists