I looked at the clock and grew increasingly impatient. I had been sitting at the doctor's waiting room for almost an hour. I knew horrible Atlanta traffic would follow me all the way home. If I lingered a little longer, I would certainly be late for carline. After what seemed to be another hour, the door finally opened and I heard my name. After checking in with the nurse, I was escorted to the room where the doctor would see me. Waiting again. One year. It had been one year since my last Continue Reading