by Rumour Miller on March 1, 2005

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I had an appointment with my family physician this morning, totally unrelated to babies or trying to conceive a baby, but the talk always wanders over that way.

I really like my doctor. She is from South Africa and beautiful. She looks young as does her husband, too young to have two highschool aged children. I often describe her as “Sandy from Grease”. To a T.

On the visits where it is just her and I, we talk about our lives and other things other than “Doctor” related things. She makes me laugh and she makes me cry but most importantly, she is compassionate and gives me the impression that she has a genuine interest in me as a person, a woman and a professional, career minded woman. Not just a patient that she only has 15 minutes for.

She always boosts my morale and puts things into perspective for me, if only for a brief moment. After speaking with her, I can see the forest for the trees.

Today, I have made a decision. I have to find a way to resolve our infertilty. I have to continue to have hope that we will conceive “naturally” but I have to prepare for the possibility that it may take more than the magic Clomid pill and may require further medical assistance. And if it does, so be it. C and I will be ready for whatever is put on our plate. All that matters is that we have eachother and that is enough for me. With his love, support and companionship we can make it through. It isn’t going to be easy. In fact it is going to be down right difficult but we are still young and we are strong.

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