SCANITY

I’m in the waiting room. This is it! I’ll find out what’s going on. Am I really preggers? Why an I spotting/bleeding? I’m amazed at people who get pregnant so easily without all the IVF kerfuffle. Or women who are pregnant in some remote village somewhere and they till the lands till the day they give birth. Then there’s me. Pregnant through IVF/ICSI and then spotting and all sorts of other unpleasantness. I doubt those farming ladies get given “bed rest” or whatever.

I’ve got Chimamanda with me to distract me till its my turn. Thank goodness.

The room has gotten full. There are four other women waiting for scans. I guess we are all living in our own personal anxiety. But for each of us, our anxiety is the worst. Nurses are hovering. Starting to take files. I feel sick.

I’m next. Feel teary but will look silly if I cry. This is it. I'm being called...