I keep one of my doctors from near my home town because I like both her and the Nurse Practitioner I see there. I’ve never found someone in St. Louis I really like. I went to Bob’s primary doctor a few times but never really liked them all that much for me to completely change to them.
Another reason I love keeping my doctor out there is so that I can enjoy the 45 minute drive without my kids and just blare my music and relax. It’s some of the only “me” time I get.
I go to check in and the lady asks me if Robert is still my emergency contact. Well there’s my first trigger of the day and I just start crying. I have been doing pretty well and not crying as much and then this happens. I told her no, he passed last October. I thought I had been to this office since then but apparently not. I have 3 different doctors I see so it’s hard to remember who I’ve been to since. She asked if I wanted to put someone else as an emergency contact and I couldn’t even think of anyone. I’m 31, who am I supposed to put, my mom?
The nurse that showed me to my room was really nice (I had never met her as she was new to that office) and spent some time talking with me about Bob and how I was doing with it all and just told me how sorry she was for my loss. I really appreciated that she took the time to do that. After she left, in comes my amazing Nurse Practitioner who I was scheduled to see that day. First thing she said was, “I need to give you a hug” and gave me a big hug and said how sorry she was and asked when it happened. I had last seen her at the beginning of October 2015 so she knew Bob’s situation but we didn’t know at that time how bad it was. She also spent probably more than her allotted time with me but just goes to show why I still go there. They know me and are very caring and understanding.