I don't have a "regular" doctor that I see or rely on for health issues. I have an acupuncturist that I have been seeing for the last decade and I consider her to be my #1 health support system. So I do get a bit anxiety ridden when the need arises to enter a western medical facility and the lack of personal attention that seems to come with it. I had made a appointment weeks ago at a local family practice with a nurse practitioner that I had seen once before and felt comfortable with. So I showed up at my appointment time and paid my stupid little co-pay and waited. Waited and continued to feel full of anxiety knowing that perhaps many others had sat in my seat and had "sick germs." Yes, I am a little germ a phobic in that way! SO I went in about 30 minutes later to a cold room and waited for the NP. Oh, she had called me earlier today to check in about what I needed for the paperwork. This was encouraging and helped me to feel a little bit more like I wasn't just" another patient."
SO she ended up spending much longer than planned talking with me about the adoption and shared her prior experiences working at Planned Parenthood. I really appreciated the time she spent , knowing that she was probably booked solid and for sharing encouraging thoughts about my choice and that the outcome would be exactly what is meant to be and that it would be good, because I emoted a positive energy. She made the experience so much better than I would have imagined and looks forward to seeing me in the future with a little one. She sent me across the street to do an assortment of labs (she felt confident that the results would be good) so I did them without any fasting in order to expediate. I had to do a urinalysis & blood was drawn for HIV, cholesterol & the bonus lab called the Achoo test. (This one actually has nothing to do with the adoption , but may help shed some light on my persistent allergies through blood analysis. I thought the name was funny!)
While at this lab I suddenly felt so "responsible." I probably wouldn't have been there doing any of it if it weren't for this little child that is going to arrive in my life. Don't know anything about he or she at this point, but I know that my heart already has a special space for this child and I will do what is needed in this process to get another day closer to meeting my child. The blood taker (I know there is a better name for this profession!) gave me some advice when I told her why I was there. She said not to be scared when my child has to have blood drawn. She assured me it didn't hurt and that the child will react according to the attitude that I have about it. It was the first time I imagined being the one who would relieve a fear or anxiety for someone who would need a good explanation of "why."
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