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My wife’s history of hypertension meant almost certainly that
she would be referred to the Shrewsbury hospital eventually. We
panicked even at the idea of having to travel that kind of distance
in the event of any emergency during her pregnancy or when she
went into labour, even though the ambulance service provided by
the National Health Services is usually very commendable. Also, the
hospital rules did not permit husbands staying overnight when wives
were admitted for delivery, and I desperately wanted to be within a
reasonable distance of the hospital even at night when my wife was
admitted - but I could not see that happening if I had to go back all
the way home.

We left everything to Guruji as usual (one night my wife had a
dream that she was sitting at Guruji’s feet and Guruji had told her to
stop worrying as everything will be alright). Within a few days there
was a communication that the unit in Telford was closing down and
the staff was being relocated to Nottingham, a bigger city with much
better facilities. Eventually my child was born in Nottingham in
Queens Medical hospital which is rated as one of the best in the UK
in terms of pregnancy care.

Nottingham house

While our relocation was welcome from the point of view of medical
facilities, our project team was then snowed under with workload,
and we were not allowed the luxury of visiting Nottingham (2-3 hrs
by train) in advance to look up houses to rent. Instead our client
was entrusted with the task of looking up accommodation for us.
No exception was made even in my case despite my emphasizing to
my manager the significance of the choice of this accommodation
for us - as my wife would have to spend the rest of her pregnancy
in there with no one else to look after her. A few prospective houses
were looked up by the client and the associated documents/ internet
links were sent across to me in the next few days, but they did not
seem to work for us and I turned them all down.

Even before all this had started, I had casually gone on the
internet and on the very first search that I fired I had hit upon a
house that looked good and was reasonably close to the renowned
Queens Medical hospital, where my wife was likely to be referred
to for pregnancy care. However, I had absolutely no idea of what

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