OK maybe this won’t exactly be an ode (a lyric poem typically of elaborate or irregular metrical form and expressive of exalted or enthusiastic emotion), but can I just say how much I love my midwife?
I have her cell phone number. Whenever something concerns me I can just call her and talk directly to her. Or I can leave a message and she calls me back within a couple hours.
I don’t have to deal with snarky receptionists telling me that there are more important callers and that they’ll get to me when they can.
I don’t have to show up before her all pale and sickly before she takes me seriously.
I get an answer for my problem right away. I have a new thing to try for the anemia: alfalfa plus vitamin C.
So glad I made this decision.