Today was Day 14. The IUI procedure itself had been clinical but gentle—a thin catheter, a concentrated sample of Rohan’s best swimmers, a moment of silent prayer as Dr. Sen whispered, “There. Now we wait.”
Now, two weeks later, they were back for the beta HCG blood test.
“No,” he said, pulling back to look at the small, unassuming signboard: IUI Centre in Dum Dum – Dr. Sen & Associates . “They did it.” iui centre in dum dum
Rohan, who had been bracing himself for bad news, stared at the paper. His lips moved, but no sound came out. Then he dropped his head into his hands and wept.
“Then we try again,” he said, his voice steady. “Dr. Sen said our follicles looked good. The motility was excellent. This is just… statistics.” Today was Day 14
The auto-rickshaw groaned to a halt outside the small, clean clinic. Sweat trickled down Ananya’s spine, not just from the humid Dum Dum afternoon, but from the weight of the thin file in her hand. For eighteen months, that file had contained only hope and heartbreak. Today, it held their final decision.
“We did it,” she whispered into his shirt. Now we wait
Ananya didn’t understand the numbers. But she understood the word written in blue ink at the bottom: .