In room 2, in the high-risk pregnancy ward, there are 4 beds, one toilet, a window overlooking a parking lot and four women on the verge of hormonal breakdown.

Scary words like "early contractions", "prickly placenta" and "preeclampsia" capture them in the ward.

They are not sick - they wait, test and hope the pregnancy is okay, that everything will be fine, and until then, at least to be served jelly at dinner and not a coconut cookie.