First Person: Sharing a hospital room – with all sorts

It was late one December night last year, when my wife texted me from her hospital bed in Tel Aviv with an alarming message – there was a strange man in her room.

The man in question was the husband or significant other of a woman who was sharing the recovery room in the maternity room with my wife, who, like her, had just given birth. By this point I had already gone home for the night, during the hours before midnight when they kick the fathers out so the moms can recover.


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