"Ring, ring", I wondered who was calling me at this time of the evening. "Yes; ok; Yes, I'll be there," I said before hanging up. What was wrong, I wondered all evening that the doctor wanted me to come in and discuss my lab results? I had never been asked to come to the office after having blood tests done before; When you get a call like this, the mind plays tricks on the person and crazy things start popping up in the head. “Joyce, I have to leave work at 10 today to go to the doctor.” Trying not to show my nervousness, the words come out quickly. “Let me know what the doctor said,” Joyce exclaimed as she returned to her office. "Okay" was all I could say as she walked away. The doctor's office was crowded when I showed up at the front desk. "Do you have insurance?" » the lady at the window asks several times before I realize she's talking to me. “I'm just here to talk to the doctor about my lab results. » I squealed, "Sign here, please." » Sitting down was almost unbearable; wall to wall of pregnant women, as far as the eye can see. "Was that what the doctor was going to tell me, that he had made a mistake doing my partial hysterectomy and now I was pregnant? No, that couldn't be it! It's been a year since I didn't have surgery. So what was it so important that he couldn't say it on the phone? Maybe the endometriosis came back; I had to. Why wasn't my name called? It had been 20 minutes since I logged in when uncertainty was on one side of the door and clarity on the other. , waiting was the hardest thing to do. "Selena Gibson" called the nurse after opening the closed door. I stood up and quickly walked towards the nurse. to turn right and walk down the hallway, shuffling my feet, I was afraid of what the doctor was going to say. Turning to the left, the room seemed impersonal and cold. I was asked to sit in the chair and wait for the doctor to come with the results..