The Day Arrived
At last, the time came. She walked into the hospital, one hand resting on her swollen belly, and smiled at the doctor.
“Doctor, I think it’s time…”
The young doctor studied her carefully, his expression tightening. He asked her to lie down, examined her, then went pale. He quickly called in another doctor, then another. They whispered among themselves, exchanging uneasy glances. Finally, one stepped forward and said:
“Ma’am… I’m sorry, but… what was your doctor thinking?”
Her pulse quickened.
“What do you mean? I’ve been carrying this child for nine months!”
The doctor inhaled, choosing his words with care.
“You’re not carrying a baby. What has been growing inside you is a large mass. It isn’t a pregnancy.”
