I know that my fantasy was just that, but at the same time, I can't help feeling a little jealous of those who go through this experience with a boyfriend or partner by their side. And a little more sympathetic toward those who go it alone. It's harder than it looks.
I have brunch plans with an old friend tomorrow morning. I think I'm going to ask her to come to the clinic with me, since I know he won't be coming.
I wish I knew how to say the words that would get him on a plane and out here to hold my hand for this.
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