All the Single Ladies

So it’s going to be a long day. I’m here, at the clinic. 6:32 am. This is late. There are a lot of people in front of me today. I usually have a book with me but I’m looking for one that will keep my attention. So, for now I will just people watch...yes people watching at the fertility clinic. You must think I’m nuts...but it is interesting to look at the other women here and wonder what their story is. Are they getting IUI? IVF? Surgery? Maybe they are pregnant now. How long have they been doing this? We all enter this dark, quiet room the same...looking around at the other women in the room wondering what their story is. They take off their coats nonchalantly, putting their heads down and their eyes up to see if anyone is looking at them but still able to glance around at others. You can tell who is a new patient because they ring the doorbell to come in when it's too early for anyone to be here to answer. That is why they leave the door open for us special ladies. Eventually, you start to see the same women all the time. "Are we on the same cycle?" There have been a few couples that I've seen here on the exam days and insemination days. They notice us too. And we just smile and nod at each other.
There is one man here. He is here every time I'm here. No, he's not a patient but he must work in the hospital and comes here to take naps. There about 15 women here. No husbands. No boyfriends. I'm not complaining. Sometimes I feel like I'm SUPPOSED to want my husband here with me, but I don't. I mean for the important stuff, YES. But every other day coming here and waiting? No. Call me a control freak...but I think I'm a loner at heart.