I lied and told Xavier I was only visiting with my mother and then some bank work, but I failed to mention I had an appointment with my doctor because I’d felt a little off lately. I was afraid it could be something serious and not knowing would stress me out even more. Dr. Abrams wrote in her notes as I sat up from the table and pulled the gown down.
“All right, Chelsey, so how long have you been feeling off?”
“About a month now.”
“Have your periods been regular?” she questioned.
“Yeah, are you saying I’m pregnant?”
“No, I will have to wait and see what the test results are.”
“Extra tired from working a lot.”
“Are you putting in more hours than usual?”
“Yes.”
She dropped the pen, removed her glasses, and sat back in the chair.
“We talked about your workload, Chelsey.”
“I know,
