Friday, May 15, 2009
I have in my possession a Doppler. A good one. I won't say how it came to be in my possession, only that it was given to me by someone who also should not have had access to that good of a quality Doppler. And now that I know where to listen, I listened. Twenty frustrating minutes later, all I've been able to locate are my own uterine thrill and a high pitched high speed oscillating sound at about 170 OPM. Dang.