Day 7

I saw my first insemination procedure. It was very, how do I say this--solemn. I watched as Doc filled a syringe with the semen of the patient's husband. He had a low sperm count which lessened the chances of her becoming pregnant. Doc slowly released the semen into her uterus as she lay reclined on the hospital bed. The room was painfully silent. I shot up some prayers in favor of this woman. She was well-dressed and the desire to have a child burned from her eyes. Tears slid down her face when the procedure was over. Then it hit me how desperate she was to have a baby to call her own. More prayers echoed from my thoughts. God please let her get pregnant.