Consulting Dr. Miller
Lisa’s mind was a whirlpool of thoughts as she and Williams approached Dr. Miller’s office. The wait in the lobby felt interminable, each ticking second a reminder of the gravity of their situation.
The hallway was lined with potted plants and soothing artwork, meant to create a calming atmosphere, but Lisa found little comfort in it.
Williams reached over and gently squeezed Lisa’s hand. “We’ll get through this,” he said softly.
Lisa nodded, though her anxiety was palpable. She was clutching a folder of documents, brochures, notes, and her mother’s recent medical reports. It seemed like an inadequate bundle for the decision they faced.
Dr. Miller’s office door opened, and a nurse greeted them with a warm smile.
“Lisa, Williams, Dr. Miller is ready for you.” t
