Not Infertile Just Betrayed

I was rushed to the ER with excruciating abdominal pain.

The diagnosis: appendicitis.

The doctor was typing up my prescription when his hand suddenly froze.

He looked up at me.

"Why would you have an IUD inserted when you haven't even had a child yet?"

An IUD?

That was impossible.

I had an infertile constitution.

I'd spent hundreds of thousands trying to conceive, enduring treatment after treatment.

"Doctor, are you sure you're reading that right?"

The doctor turned the monitor toward me, tapping his pen on the shadow on the screen.