By Emma Martin, studies at The High School Experience (2019)
The television show “Friends” saved my life.
It was the year of 2000, late October. Friends was at its prime having aired for the past six years with four more approaching.
My mother was pregnant with me, her first born child. It was a smooth pregnancy up to date, and as she was approaching her due date, the doctor had told her to come to the hospital on x day at x time.
My mom, being the wonderful Friends geek she was (is), politely asked if it would be alright to check into the hospital an hour or two prior to the time Friends would air, as this was on a Thursday. She wanted to be settled in and situated in her hospital room so that she could view that nights episode with as little distraction as possible.
The doctors humorously agreed, and so the pregnancy went on healthily and normally as she waited for the date to approach.
So, October 26th, 2000 comes and my mom checks into the hospital, early as expected. She gets situated in her room, hooked up to all the machines and monitors, with the slight ‘swish swish’ of my heartbeat portrayed on a monitor calmly in the background. The Friends theme-song played shortly after, all was right in the world.
Swish swish “So no one told you life was gonna be this way-” *mother claps to theme song probably* swish swish “your jobs a joke you’re broke-” swish swish “your love life’s DOAAAAA” swish swish “It’s like you’re always stuck in second gearrrrr” *swishing stops* *mother notices, nurse notices*
As told by my mother, the next two minutes were a blur. Like the movies, she said nurses and doctors flooded into the room and rushed her bed down the hall. She still remembers the time I was born due to the doctors screaming out the time as they ran down the hallway.
So an Emergency C-Section proceeds to take place at the speed of light. I was pulled from the womb with all five fingers tightly wrapped around my umbilical cord.
Yeah… I cut my own circulation off, almost killing unborn self. What a dork.
Not only were my fingers wrapped around my umbilical cord, but they were wrapped so tightly the doctors had to pry them off.
The scary thing is, had my mom not asked to go into the hospital a few hours early to catch Friends, she would’ve been at home when my heart stopped beating. No doctors, no medical equipment. I would’ve died then and there.
But I ended up being a healthy baby and was very blessed that Friends happened to exist at that point in time.
As for myself, I fell in love with Friends.