Watchin' People

One of my many duties as the faithful and doting husband is to go with my wife to the doctor. I have always really enjoyed watching people. On the street, in the mall, at the grocery, or in church; it always brings me joy to observe people when they think no one is looking. Now that I go with Lydia to the OB it's like a whole new world of watching has been opened up to me. It's like some exclusive private club that I've been given a visitors pass to.

Here's what I usually see.

an anxious looking teen with her mom who looks almost as uncomfortable as me sitting in the waiting room.

a belly bulging expectant mother who has a couple of little kids in tow that winces and grunts every time she gets in and out of a chair and just doesn't have the energy to make her kids behave today

the other men like me who keep looking around the room, half expecting some large female bouncer in orthopedic pumps is gonna show up at any minute and kick them out.

a mother with a new baby who is accompanied by grandma to visit the doc who helped bring the little one into the world. Usually they are looking at pictures that they appear to have just picked up.

this one always confuses me. The ladies that apparently came together and loudly discuss their workplace or other trivial stuff. I think it would be funny to see two guys doing this in a doctors office.

Well this week I didn't go in. I went to pick up lunch while she was with the doc. I missed the lobby. When I was picking up Lydia, I saw a young lady come rushing out just ahead of her. She was visibly upset and was obviously crying. She was in serious emotional distress. She was fumbling with her cell trying to make a call while rushing to her car. I told Lydia as she got in the car that she looked like she needed a hug.

Since then, I can't stop thinking about the heartbroken look on her face. It makes me wonder if she had been pregnant and lost the baby like some of my good friends have experienced. I also wondered if she was pregnant and didn't want to be. I thought maybe she just found out that she would never be able to bear children. Whatever the cause it was obvious she was in pain, and I didn't like seeing that. I felt a little like an intruder invading her privacy by just seeing her in this situation. I prayed for her, and I prayed for Lydia.

In Lydias post the other day she let on like I wasn't very excited at her regular appointment this past week when we got to hear the babys heart. I was excited, but just a little disappointed that we didn't get new pictures of baby. I'm mainly a visual person. AND...I was trying to figure out all of what the nurse was saying. She was talking sooooo fast.