and my wife's best friend is one of them.
So here is the background quickly. My wife and I have wanted a baby for a while now. A few years that is. We kept putting it off because I wanted us to be in a more stable financial position. We ended up moving to the UK because I earn far more here for my job and she can essentially stay off permanent work indefinitely after a baby is born.
Long story short, after a few hiccups and tests, we need to take some pills to assist the process. The doc describes the moment we should take the pills. The first month we miss this moment and so the chain effect is that that month is a dud. We write it off as not a fault of the process but a fault of following instructions.
The next month comes and we take everything on time. We shag like bunnies at the right times in the month, 4 weeks later she takes a test and finds out she is Preggers. We are obviously overjoyed. Essentially the first viable month that we could have conceived, we did. How lucky is that.
This was the culmination of some serious effort and research on my wife's part. Reading up on medical sights, finding out the right things to do and not to do. Pouring over forums and such, this was a triumph of human will and medical and scientific knowledge and advancement. We were chuffed to say the least. 60 years ago, a couple in our position would have either not had, or would have had the one fluke baby when she is like 40 or something. Wow medicine is great.
So she tells her best friend a few weeks later, as women do. This BF is over in SA still. Her precise reaction to the news is this: "Wow great man, you see I knew it. That doctor doesn't know what she is talking about, trying to give you guys pills and stuff, when all it took was me praying once and it happens. See God answers prayers".
She actually fully believed those words. Fully oblivious of the fact that without those drugs we would not have had a snowballs chance. Just attributing all this good news to her prayers being answered, but forgetting that according to her beliefs it was her deity that cursed us with this particular problem by design. And if not for medical advancement, we would have been childless for life.
As grateful as I am for someones thoughts and well wishes, and even prayers if that is what they think will help. I guess I was just a little taken aback by the realisation that sometimes that religious nut-job that we sometimes joke about, is a little closer to home than we realise.