Rowland has a previous child endangerment conviction, stemming from a 2000 incident in which she punched another daughter in the face for eating a candy bar in a supermarket without paying for it.
I'm going to take the radical step of discussing this from the perspective of someone who has, to some extent, been there.
Keep in mind while you read this that I was college educated, married, employed, privately insured, healthy as a horse and (not to put too fine a point on it) my ancestors did not have enough sense to stay where it was warm during the ice age, if you know what I mean and I think you do, none of which should affect the quality of the deference you receive in New York hospitals but all of which do.
My OB was the head of obstetrics at the teaching hospital where I was scheduled to have HM. He was, that year, one of the top ten OBs in the city by the votes of his fellow doctors according to the rankings in a local magazine. He was fine with my using the Bradley method (an obscure form of torture where you force an entire person out of a 10cm hole without the assistance of pain medication). As a matter of fact, he recommended my coach.
When forty weeks went by without the appearance of my young friend, he scheduled weekly ultrasounds and heart traces, but he saw no reason to induce labor since she showed no signs of distress (unless that's what she was trying to express by kicking me regularly in the kidneys).
At what turned out to be my final ultrasound appointment, the young intern who had taken the OB rotation took a different view.
He felt, on the basis of his many months of experience, that the size of the baby meant that she should come out immediately, and he announced to me that he was going to admit me so that he could administer pitocin (a drug that induces labor, and which poses some risk to the baby).
I explained that the head of his program, who was my private doctor, did not agree, and that I had no intention of allowing an induction.
He told me that he could have security guards keep me there if he had to.
I explained to him that if he involved the hospital, that they were certainly going to speak to my private physician, who was in fact the head of their obstetrical program, before they did anything; that they were not going to go ahead without my consent; that it would not help his residency if I had him arrested and sued him for every cent he ever saw; and that if I had to go through him to get out the door it would not diminish my enthusiasm for doing so.
I am not sure whether it was the force of my arguments or the fact that I had eight inches and (none of your business) pounds on him and I was quite perturbed, but he decided not to try and keep me.
Most likely he figured I would back down in the face of his threats and it wouldn't become an issue.
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