Sometimes things go wrong...
Jul. 3rd, 2008 08:14 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
franceslievensThis afternoon the waiting took over an hour before I could have my appointment with my midwife. I'd seen her walk past, and then returning with another lady. I was thinking that it would take only 20 minutes or so before it would be my turn. Reading my book, I didn't care for what was happening around me.
After having read 30 pages I realised this was taking awfully long for a simple routine checkup. The lady who went in still hadn't come out. (Or I missed her coming out and they forgot all about me, but that's another one of my worries.) Moments later I saw her walking past, eyes red from crying, hanging on to her partner/husband. Shit, something had gone terribly wrong.
When it's my turn the midwife apologises for the long wait. "There were some troubles to deal with," she says. I think: "I saw." Though I dare not utter the words. I still am scared of jinxing my pregnancy by saying or doing something wrong. But everything is fine with my belly. It is a little pregnant bump, though it looks like I've simply put on some weight.
After having read 30 pages I realised this was taking awfully long for a simple routine checkup. The lady who went in still hadn't come out. (Or I missed her coming out and they forgot all about me, but that's another one of my worries.) Moments later I saw her walking past, eyes red from crying, hanging on to her partner/husband. Shit, something had gone terribly wrong.
When it's my turn the midwife apologises for the long wait. "There were some troubles to deal with," she says. I think: "I saw." Though I dare not utter the words. I still am scared of jinxing my pregnancy by saying or doing something wrong. But everything is fine with my belly. It is a little pregnant bump, though it looks like I've simply put on some weight.
