Monitoring uneventful this morning, which in itself is an event. The waiting room was the most crowded I've seen it recently.
As the tech was setting up, she mentioned an old ultrasound in my file and we chatted about our sons who are around the same age. She shared some tips on where to get some good fall outfits. As I got ready for the doctor I thought about the completely different mindset I have in the waiting rooms these days, compared to pre-2019 before we were successful. The days of repeated losses and sinking hope were very dark. They cast a shadow on every part of my life.
In my mind the current clinic is a place of hope and happiness. I wouldn't go so far as saying that I look forward to the appointments because they are inconvenient and expensive and invasive, but I don't dread them as much as I did in the first clinic. My doctor cares more and it gives the entire experience a different meaning. I hope the positive feelings continue.
My heart hurts at what's happening in Afghanistan.
I'm too tired to write more or organize my thoughts or even read this over but I wanted to get this in before the weekend. Shabbat shalom!
So glad you’re in a different place now, and appointment are less stressful. A caring and competent doctor makes all the difference. Continuing to send good thoughts!
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