Miss Roberts. My maiden name. I had gotten used to the feeling of being married and possessing a name I had to adopt. It took me guts to actually register my name as miss and not Mrs. As Roberts and not Davis.

Looking down at my fingers, I feel embarrassed. Of course I was here because I wasn't well. Otherwise why would I visit the doctor.

I clear my throat and tell him everything that was up with me. All the time he just sat there listening intensively. After I am done rambling ...