Beatrice POVThe distinctive smell of the hospital made me remember memories of caring for my parents when they were sick until they died. Sorrowful memories because I no longer have a family. Everyone gathers at Christmas but I'm always alone celebrating it. But this year I celebrated Christmas with my daughter. I'm grateful to have her.Entering the obstetrician's office, we were faced with a young, handsome doctor. This is the thing I hate the most. Looking at my personal stuff by someone who shouldn't be."Please sit down, who wants to check the womb?""She is planning to get pregnant, can you check her uterus, maybe there are signs of pregnancy?" said the woman beside me."Is your period late?""Not yet, doc, maybe the end of this month," I said."For your information, pregnancy can be checked more accurately when menstruation is late. If now is not the time then I will not do the check. You can come after the menstrual process is finished, thank you," said the doctor, and I felt
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