Paola and I are at the dentist's office right now.
Check ups, a few cavities and flouride treatment for her because she is pregnant.
It just makes me think about the big cultural difference between us when it comes to doctors and medicine. I am used to going when I have a problem and I am quick to medicate.
Paola, on the other hand, is not used to going to the doctor, even when she is sick. And she usually does not take medicine.
So, as you can imagine, this pregnancy process is a big eye-opener for her. Doctor's exams, lab tests, ultrasounds, dentist appointments, etc. It is hard for me to imagine what it is like to be in her shoes right now.
But it is a change for her in a good way I think. She is starting to appreciate the security of knowing that everything is alright. And that security is hard to replace.
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