While waiting at Dr. TK's office yesterday, I had the pleasure of observing three couples in their process of waiting. The first that caught my eye ear was a woman who arrived at the same time I did. She was waiting for her husband to arrive and none too pleased that he was 10 minutes late. She called him and ripped him a new one... in the middle of the waiting room. It went from "Where the hell are you, you're late" to "Why did you bother coming?" The latter was upon his arrival to the office. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Seriously? Can you just let him sit down for a hot minute before humiliating him -- or maybe not do it at all? You're obviously having some struggle with fertility or you wouldn't be here (unless you have an odd enjoyment of torture). I had to start texting Porch at that point because I needed to reaffirm our desire to never be that couple. Infertility makes you feel like you're losing your mind; today before the appointment, I really felt like I could jump out of my skin.
The second couple was there when I arrived, waiting quietly and quickly left after their appointment. I'm new to the waiting room culture and found myself wondering what their story was but stopped myself when I realized they might be doing the same thing to me.
The third couple was probably my favorite. This office is great for a few reasons in particular: it's close to home and work for both of us (the other one was an hour away) and the reviews are from around the world, not just the country, including our sweet home Chicago. This couple was clearly not from Chicago as the woman's phone conversation in the waiting room included "No, we're not home, we're in Chicago" and it was in Spanish (or some form of this fabulous language, I felt like guessing Portuguese). I watched Couple #1 roll their eyes as if to say, "We're in 'Merica, speak 'Merican" and again, had to text Porch. This was far more entertaining than the daytime soap opera on the tv.
I'm excited to return to the office for our next appointment as it is likely to lead to answers, but also to provide more material for Tales from the Waiting Room...
xoxo
The second couple was there when I arrived, waiting quietly and quickly left after their appointment. I'm new to the waiting room culture and found myself wondering what their story was but stopped myself when I realized they might be doing the same thing to me.
The third couple was probably my favorite. This office is great for a few reasons in particular: it's close to home and work for both of us (the other one was an hour away) and the reviews are from around the world, not just the country, including our sweet home Chicago. This couple was clearly not from Chicago as the woman's phone conversation in the waiting room included "No, we're not home, we're in Chicago" and it was in Spanish (or some form of this fabulous language, I felt like guessing Portuguese). I watched Couple #1 roll their eyes as if to say, "We're in 'Merica, speak 'Merican" and again, had to text Porch. This was far more entertaining than the daytime soap opera on the tv.
I'm excited to return to the office for our next appointment as it is likely to lead to answers, but also to provide more material for Tales from the Waiting Room...
xoxo
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