you know, until today i thought i had been asked to do just about everything imaginable for a nurse. often i gravitate between being excited at the prospect of eventually having to delivery some ones baby outside the hospital, and praying to high heaven that it just doesn't happen. a request from my dear sister, has, however, really overstepped my boundaries...her beloved cocker spaniel was due to deliver any time...i had recently accepted (and at first, didn't really want) and adopted her cat because it was bothering the beloved cocker spaniel . now, she was actually asking my opinion on her enciente dog....she thought her membranes had ruptured. now what should she do...just wait, i suggested..how long??? i suggest she call the vet. she screams that i am the delivery nurse...i counter with the fact that i assist humans with birth. she counters with the fact that birth is birth and i am a mean sister for not being on call ( seriously, she really said that).....well, as i was on the way to work to, you guessed it, labor and delivery, i told her to relax-i would drop off the crate she had sent the cat in, on her doorstep after work so she would have it for the puppies...well, she wasn't home, so i left it and went home. tonight, mom calls to tell me that the dog had to have a csection! seems like one of the 7 pups (the biggest, of course) was transverse......this all happened before i got there to deliver the crate so the puppies had to come home in a laundry basket while the mother was in the back seat on a towel, which did not exactly inhibit her lochia from staining the seat of my sisters car...somehow, this is all my fault....families are beginning to expect way too much of their nurses...mother and babies are doing fine..."auntie" is doing fine. the labor and delivery nurse has not yet been invited to meet the gang...whats an older sister to do????