Earlier this week I had to go and see Dr D for some female things "down below". It was the first time I have seen him since my post-natal check. It was like seeing an old friend, and we had a good chat.
While there, he told me that he would be retiring in the middle of this year. At 71 he feels he has worked long enough. Entirely selfishly, I told him he couldn't retire because I needed him to deliver my second baby (not, as yet, conceived, or even planned). I think I must have looked so distressed that he gently patted me on the arm and said there were lots of good doctors in town and he would recommend someone.
I will really miss him.
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