Still In

XXI

Tanya

"Hi, I made an appointment to see Dr. Simmons."

Today, I came to see the same OB/GYN that I had when I was pregnant with D'Andre. I didn't want to see Dave, again, so I got the earliest appointment available and headed here. Rather than taking the pregnancy tests that I wasted my money on, I decided to just go straight to the doctor.

"Tanya Wilson?" The receptionist asked.

"Yes."

"Okay, fill out this clipboard for me and the wait shouldn't be long."

"Thank you."

I took the clipboard and went to sit down. As I was filling it out, the door opened and Sean and Kelsie came in. I pulled my hoodie over my head and buried my face into the paperwork. I knew that them seeing me would lead to a bunch of questions. What are you doing here? Where's Dave? Why isn't he here with you? I wasn't in the mood to talk about it, especially with his best friend. I knew that once my name was called, they would know I'm here but oh well.

After speaking with the receptionist, they came to sit down. They sat on the same side as me but further down. Keeping my head low, I got up and turned in the clipboard.

"Here you go."

"Thank you. Another nurse should be calling you now."

"Do you think you can just send me back? I'm sure it's against the rules, but I really don't want to be recognized."

She looked past me then looked behind her. "Go stand right by the door. I'll let the nurse know that it's you."

"Thank you so much."

I did as she told and when the door opened, the nurse just smiled and nodded to come in.

"Good morning." I spoke.

"Good morning, how are you?"

"I'm okay, and you?"

"I'm great, thank you."

She showed me which room to go into and I went in, hopping on the examine table. After taking my vitals and all the other standard stuff, she got ready to leave out.

"The doctor will be here shortly."

"Thank you."

She closed the door and I sat there, just staring into space. My phone started ringing and when I looked at it, it was Dave. I wanted to press decline, but I just answered it.

"Yes, Dave?"

"Yo, where are you?" He asked. I heard D'Andre crying in the background.

"I'm at the doctor's office. What's wrong with him?"

"I don't know. I fed him, changed him, he woke up not too long ago, and he's not running a fever or anything."

"Go in the freezer and get that teething ring. His gums are probably irritated."

"Okay. You coming home right after?"

"Maybe, why?"

"I have a meeting."

"I'll be there."

"Alright, I love you."

The door opened and Dr. Simmons came in with a big smile.

"I love you too."

I hung up the phone and slid it in my pocket. I took a deep breath and returned the smile.