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Yesterday was our third appointment with our new doctor. His office is 1.5 hours north of where we live, so it gives my husband and I a good amount of time to catch up with one another's days and do some bonding. The radio is never on...just us and the background noise of wind through our windows. It is so nice to have this time to reconnect and remember why we are doing this.
I am amazed at how in tune our doctor is with our bodies. He uses Applied Kinesiology and provides us with supplements and herbs to balance out what is not in balance. He has discovered little things here and there within our bodies that have been a hindrance to our journey to conceive. Things that our Western docs never even considered to look into. So, while I am laying there and he is working his magic, I feel completely surrendered to his wisdom, to his gift...and I no longer feel afraid. Where the other doctors have instilled fear within us...he has replaced it with hope, peace and clarity.
During our last appointment, when we were in the waiting room, a woman walked in with a stroller. A newborn was nestled inside. I wondered if my doctor had helped her conceive. Then, when we went in to see him, the first thing he asked was..."Did you see my patient out there with the baby? Her and her husband have been trying for 10 years. She went through countless procedures for years and decided to give me a chance. She conceived a few months later...".
In the waiting room for yesterday's appointment, my husband picked up a thick binder sitting near the reception desk filled with hundreds of his patients testimonies of how they tried everything and then finally, he found the root of the problem and made it all better.
It feels so refreshing to not be afraid any longer.
I am off to meet a new friend I have found on this (in)fertility journey. We're meeting at a cafe downtown. I look forward to listening to her story and giving one another even more hope and clarity on this path of ours.