Difficult Choices

Recently my mother and my fiancé were both in hospitals on the same day.  The two people I love the most, set to have operations on the same day, several states and hundreds of miles apart.  How could I choose where to be?

Difficult decisions plague my heroines every day, some life and death decisions I'm glad I don't have to make.  As a writer I draw from my experiences for my characters.

If I wrote Si-fi, I would have beamed myself from one hospital to the other, with the proper coordinates.  If I wrote paranormal my essence could have been taken over by a ghost and I could have flown between the hospitals. 

But I write historical romance, and hospitals that were even 50 miles apart in 1870 would be difficult to visit the same day, except with a good horse or train perhaps.  Communication for the heroine between the two hospitals might have been by telegraph, instead of cell phones like today.  The monitors would have been nurses and doctors, not machines.  And there would have been no television to pass the time.

Yet in the end, my heroine would still have to wait...as I did.