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My Second Conference Evening Delivered an Offer I Couldn't Refuse

The morning session of the conference presented few, if any, birthing options that our practice could implement or even use. The immediate problem was access to a facility that had the equipment necessary. We were planets away from a hospital that had installed the equipment. My only hope was that as the conference moved on, more discussion of locally available hospitals with alternative means will be revealed. At the lunch break, I checked my messages and saw that Patty had called, but left no message, so I punched out office number and waited for her to answer. When I heard the melodic sound of her voice, I felt my knees go weak and my heart flutter. We spoke for about ten minutes, nothing about us because she was within earshot of others in the office. I told her of the subjects of the morning session, my disappointment, and of my hopes for a more encouraging afternoon, I gave her kissing sounds and she whispered "Me, too, Zach. Me, too."

At five, we ended the session and headed to the Balboa Room for the evening cocktail hospitality thrown by one of the medical device manufacturers. I was strolling along with a counterpart from upstate and I was relaying my disillusion with the content of the seminar so far. He fully agreed and stated that the subject depth should be disclosed before we commit to the expense of attending a mostly useless conference. I had found an ally in my analysis. Just as we entered the four-door wide opening, my phone jingled, I held my finger up and he ...

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