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... had the appointment with your obstetrician last week, he indicated that it would be OK if you wanted to come, as the flight will only be about an hour."

Anna paused and realised that even in the twelve days since Christmas things had changed. Her appointment last week with the obstetrician saw her work hours reduced to two days, with an hour reduction of her charitable work hours to half a day a week. She was also informed that she could only work for three more weeks in total before hav ...

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