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Shattered Dreams: My Humiliating Encounter with a Doctor
By Shilpi Sharma
Shattered Dreams: My Humiliating Encounter with a Doctor
Waiting with Hope, Leaving with Heartache
After six months away from the skincare products that were part of my daily routine, the excitement to meet the doctor in Kolkata was like a warm light at the end of a long tunnel. A doctor from Mumbai had pointed us to this new hope, a local expert who might help us achieve our dream of becoming parents. With high spirits, we made an appointment and set out on what we believed would be one of the happiest journeys of our lives.
The first visit was brief; the doctor needed tests before he could help us. We went home, arranged for the tests, and waited. It was a nervous wait, full of silent prayers and unspoken dreams. When the results finally came, they were like a code we couldn’t crack, but we hoped the doctor would translate them into good news.
The clinic was a crowded place, full of people from all walks of life, each carrying their own silent hopes. The air was thick with a strange smell that made me uneasy. I started to wonder if we were in the right place. But then I saw pictures of celebrities who had visited the clinic, and I felt a little reassured. “This doctor must be good if they trust him.”
Our wait was long, and the doctor’s room was surprisingly crowded. There was one long table and six chairs facing the doctor, filled with couples eager for help. It felt strange to be in such an open space for something so personal. I felt uneasy as I heard him ask private questions out loud, but the women answered. They were braver than I felt. Then it was our turn, under the gaze of all those people. The doctor barely looked at us before he dismissed our dreams with a few harsh words, “You can never be a mother.” His voice was like a slap. I couldn’t believe it; I couldn’t breathe. My husband’s face fell, and he fumbled for words, asking the doctor if there was really nothing to be done. But the doctor was unmoved, telling us to wait for a miracle with a tone that made us feel smaller than we ever had before.
We walked out of that clinic with our hopes crumbled around us. The doctor had treated us like just another number, not caring about our feelings. I felt stripped bare of my dreams, humiliated in front of so many people, and worst of all, in front of my husband. I was shaking and couldn’t face him, couldn’t bear to see what he might be thinking about his wife who couldn’t give him a family.
Outside, I broke down. I wept as if the world had ended. I was trembling and was in a state of shock . My husband, my rock, tried to comfort me. I was lost in my grief, feeling empty and hopeless. But in the car, as my tears continued to fall, my husband spoke words that began to heal my heart. He told me he loved me for who I was, not for the children we could have. He promised me this wasn’t the end. We would find another doctor, a kinder one, who would help us on our journey.
So we went home, not to give up, but to keep our hopes alive. We knew now more than ever how much we wanted a child and how hard we were willing to work for that dream. And through it all, I realized that this was just one bad experience, not the end of our story. It was a chapter that would make us stronger and more determined.
I kept thinking about how that doctor made us feel. Wanting a child is a natural dream, and it’s especially hard for women when it feels like that dream is slipping away. I never imagined that I would be told I couldn’t be a mother. I used to think life was simple and kind, but now I know it can turn in ways you never expect.
What I couldn’t understand was how we could live in a world where we know so much, yet we understand so little about the things that truly matter. We follow lifestyles and diets without knowing their impact on us. We trust doctors to be our guides and our healers, but sometimes they forget to treat us with kindness and respect.
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