2011年09月18日

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Yesterday I took a day off from work to see my gynecologist. It was our second appointment after tests failed to detect an embryo 10 days before. She had urged me to come back, and I was so nervous to see her. If she couldn't find an embryo this time, it could imply my pregnancy was a failure.

The doctor is an outspoken woman in her 40s. Her bluntness intimidated me at our first meeting, but I got used to it eventually. Like many doctors in Japan, she has her own busy clinic. I had to wait for 90 minutes before I was finally called in.

After an examination, she confirmed me that an embryo had been detected. I was so relieved; I was over the moon for a moment! Then, she told me the due date, which is next year. I asked her if I could keep up my swimming. She frowned, then said,"Have you ever seen a pregnant woman swimming? I don't think so. If the staff knew you were pregnant, you would be taken out of the pool by any means. You obviously have never read a book on pregnancy. You had better study more books."

It was stated in her usual intimidating way. Normally, I wouldn't have talked back to her and would have just said "Yes" meekly. But that day, I said to her, "You're right. But please do not forget that I knew I am going to be a mother just 5 minutes ago. I know I have a lot of things to learn and I'm willing to do it from now on". The doctor smiled, and I smiled back. Now I am going to a mother, and a mother has to be strong.


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