I am still slightly shaken. I went to my mailbox this afternoon and pulled out a letter from Dr. K’s practice. Upon pulling the letter out of the envelope, I saw the phrases “long and hard decision” and “accepted a position in San Diego,” and my heart dropped. We’ll only be here another year*. We won’t be going through another pregnancy with her. Yet somehow just the thought that she could be gone made me feel lost.
I am clearly crazy. I may feel like I needed her to have Baby Man, but there are other doctors in this city who can do my next pap.
I quickly moved my eyes to the signature line: “Sincerely, Dr. J.”
Not her. Thank goodness.
* I know I said that last year but that was before the job market unexpectedly landed JJ with a 1 year position back in our own department.