It is the significance in a diagnosis.
You sit in the same chair you sat in two weeks ago.
Pray that in that moment,
in the middle of the busy rush of their own morning,
they stopped and felt your heart drop.

Somehow you hope their empathy transcends science.
You know it doesn’t.
You know you will come home
to them in the same vacant drips of sunlight
you left them in earlier
that morning.