The last time I was in the doctor’s office, he examined the ultrasound and then quietly advised me to avoid my spouse and go home. He even suggested that I file for divorce.
The doctor’s actions during my most recent pregnancy checkup really disturbed me. Expecting merely a standard check-up before to the baby’s delivery, I walked into the consultation believing everything was great. However, he had a sudden change in attitude after seeing the ultrasound.
My normally composed doctor seems oddly anxious. I could even see his hands trembling a little.
His expression showed obvious concern as he glanced at the ultrasound. “Go home, stay away from your husband,” he said in a hushed, almost hesitant voice when I inquired whether everything was alright. He then advised me to move in with my sister and consider divorcing her.
I was stunned. His statements left me stunned; I had never seen my doctor so upset. The ground seemed to have vanished beneath me.
He turned the ultrasound screen slowly in my direction after noticing my perplexity and began to explain what was bothering him so much. I was far more alarmed by what he showed me and what he disclosed than I had anticipated.
An uncommon yet dangerous illness was detected by the ultrasonography.
He informed me that my spouse might be carrying a virus or bacteria that was especially difficult to identify, and that he felt the condition could be spread through close contact.
He said that this type of infection might affect both the health of the baby and me.
Until additional testing was completed, it was imperative that I refrain from having any personal contact with my husband.
He suggested that I hold off on telling him just yet in order to reduce any further dangers.
I was unable to comprehend.
How come I hadn’t observed anything before?
What was the reason for my husband’s silence?
My mind was circling back and forth.
In order to corroborate his diagnosis, the doctor recommended that I see a specialist.
I was overcome with a sense of betrayal as I left his office.
Everything was hazy now, like a nightmare I couldn’t get out of.
