Chapter 4 - The Ultrasound One week before our flight, we decided to do an ultrasound. Our main motivation was to see if our new baby would be a boy or a girl so that we could pack accordingly. So we went to a little neighborhood ultrasound place, walked in, and began the exam. The doctor was printing out pictures and carefully explaining the various things he saw until midway through he suddenly told us that he was unable to complete the exam. We asked if there was a problem with the baby, but he gave some evasive answer, saying that with the equipment he had he could not see well enough—something to do with the position of the baby—and that we would need to get a more professional ultrasound done at another place. He promptly returned our money and tore up the pictures! He hustled us out of his office and we found ourselves walking back to our car, stunned. What on earth had just happened? What had he seen that caused him to act so strangely? Esther and I began discussing it and finally resolved to go back and get a straight explanation from the guy. But by the time we got to his office, it was closed for lunch. We called his number and talked with his secretary. She too, was mysteriously elusive, saying, "All I can tell you is that the doctor told you all he could and he cannot tell you anything more." She suggested that if we wanted to know more, we try another lab that was better equipped. So, by that afternoon, guess where we were? At another, more upper class ultrasound office, that's where! We told the doctor what had happened and made it clear that we wanted to know what, if anything, was wrong with the baby. He began the exam and told us that it was clearly a girl and, he did see something out of the ordinary. The baby had three open vertebrae, and that if they did not close before birth, she could have some problems with locomotion. His printed report contained the words spina bifida, which we had never heard of before. We have since found out that the malformation of the vertebrae occurs at the very beginning of pregnancy, and does not reverse itself. So, in a certain way he gave us false hope; on the other hand we know God is in control and never gives us more than we are able to bear at the time. Our move was one week away. < Previous - Next > Worry Worry is like a good rocking chair—it will give you something to do, but it won't get you anywhere.  *** Don't worry too much about what lies ahead. Go as far as you can see, and when you get there, you can see farther. *** One good reason for not worrying is that you won't feel like a fool when things turn out all right. *** Mark Twain, the famous writer, towards the end of his life said, "I am an old man, and I've had many troubles—most of which never happened!"