First 2 Hours...

They say that many men faint during delivery. Fortunately for me, either I have the stomach or mental capacity to handle grotesque alien invasions, or my mind had already been too disconnected from reality to care, after having drained its energy focusing so intensely on keeping my god damned eyes open. Either way, it was a surreal, dream-like (or nightmarish) experience that eventually faded, to my extreme relief. But, reality kept knocking faithfully on my door and I soon came to the realization that the writhing bloody creature was actually MY SON!

After the doctors and nurses silently abducted my panting girlfriend and newborn son, I had an hour or two to reconnect myself to the real world.