I don't know what's real. I don't know what's not real.

Limited Capacity is a collection of six darkly amusing stories about the mysterious ways we interact with the internet and with each other.

There's something going on with him. It's like an act.

I don't trust him. What?

You're staring at me like I should say something, but I don't really know what to do here.

That's the whole name of the game. Don't talk about how the town isn't real. You understand?

Limited Capacity. A veble now on CPC Listen or wherever you get your podcasts.

This is a CBC Podcast.

You're listening to a loan, a love story, and I'm Michelle Parisi.

Chapter four. Impossible to see.

Birdie.

I'm eight months pregnant and I'm a giant swollen mass.

The doctors put me on bed rest because my blood pressure is constantly through the roof.

My feet have gone from a size seven to a size nine.

For the last month, each night before bed, the husband wraps my forearms in ice.

The ice sort of helps with the agonizing pain, but nothing helps these ankles.

I can't even see them anymore.

Basically, the last month of being pregnant totally sucks, so I'm relieved when the doctor doing the ultrasound says,

you have any plans today? Because how do you feel about just having this baby?

So I'm induced.

35 unbearable hours later, the next night, after so much pushing and no success,

they wheel me into the operating room and do a C-section.

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