It is one of the worst days of your life. You had been overjoyed to receive a positive pregnancy test after trying for so long only to find out you had sadly miscarried. A D&C procedure is quickly scheduled and you arrive at hospital feeling and looking your absolute worst.
As you and your husband anxiously wait for the surgery, you hear a familiar voice call your name: “Naomi? Is that you?” You turn around to see an old friend who you haven’t seen since high school. The D&C waiting room is probably the last place you ever want to run into someone and since you haven’t even told your parents about the miscarriage, you try to play it cool. ”Oh, hi Mindy” You say nervously. “How are your parents?” You and Mindy have awkward conversation for a few minutes as she tries to figure out why you’re at the hospital. “Everything okay?” She inquires. You fake a smile and say of course. But you are in a pre-surgery waiting room wearing a hospital gown with your behind exposed, so how good could you really be?
If you had known you were about to attend a high school reunion, you would have dressed up a little bit. At that moment, you probably couldn’t have looked any worse if you tried – you hadn’t showered in days, you have an extra 10 pounds thanks to the short-lived pregnancy and make-up is practically unheard of. You know your friend is dying to know why you’re there so she can gossip to your old high school friends. To your horror, you completely break down and tears flow from your face as you confess everything to the high school gossip. Your parents and close friends do not know about your miscarriage but at least everyone at Infertility Junior High will be well informed.