I watched her working, fascinated despite my inner turmoil. Over what it means, getting this extra proof.
She adjusted the device settings and continued tilting and shifting the probe to align the image she was looking for on the screen. Until her finger pointed to a dark oval shape on it.
"Ah, here we are. This is your gestational sac. It's well-formed and quite appropriately sized for the estimate of about seven to eight weeks."
> Two months, again… <
"And here looks to be the yolk sac. Perfectly normal in appearance."
Dr. Lang indicated a smaller circular structure inside the first. With a clearly practiced hand, another shift led her to point to a small, curved line on the screen.
"And this is the fetal pole. The embryo itself becomes what we label a fetus."
I stared at the screen… at the tiny part that supposedly served as the sign of a child growing inside me. But it didn't feel any more real than when the system told me.
