Jo Beth's stomach was too flat.  The baby wasn't moving
enough.  Jo Beth kept telling her obstetrician that there was
something wrong with the pregnancy, but he kept pooh-poohing
her (patients never know anything about their own bodies).

Suddenly, in her fourth month, he decided she was right, and
rushed her to a high-risk pregnancy specialist.   Ultrasound
showed that the baby was about to die.   It was supposed to
weigh four and a half pounds, and it weighed barely two.    
Ultrasound of the umbilical cord showed that it was getting half
the blood that it should be.  The lupus inflammation was
constricting the cord's blood flow.

The doctor ordered Jo Beth to bed, on her left side, for the rest
of the pregnancy.  She was not to take walks, climb stairs, or do
anything except incubate.  And try not to stress--Yeah, right!
Trouble in Babyland

Where Jo Beth knows something is wrong.
Study Questions:
What is it with doctors not respecting
what their patients say?  
Do they teach that in medical school?
The tiny baby's life
hung in the balance.
Of course, it wasn't
funny back then.
How California's
progressiveness cost Joe
and Jo Beth a lot of money.