In my case, there was no drama. The lady doctor
was very nice. I made my way quickly to the other side
of being not pregnant again. Of being without child.
It’s not such a big deal, nothing extraordinary
has happened, I kept repeating to myself.
I’ll get over it quickly. I slowly made my way
home, saying the words over and over. Just don’t let my
grandparents find out, they raised me. I’m strong,
I can overcome this. No problem.
But by the time my roommates got back that evening
I had a high fever. They gave me something to bring it down. I was
twenty years old. A dancer. My boyfriend came over
straightaway. I’d overexerted myself, you need
bed rest, said the lady doctor. He wanted to take responsibility,
but he was a musician, not yet ready for a family.