I am a knitter. I have other hobbies, but knitting has been an ongoing thing since I was 13. Every year I go to this event.
Last year I was 15 weeks pregnant when I started bleeding in the middle of one of the knitting classes. I went to see my doctor immediately and they found out that the subchorionic hematoma that had been detected earlier had grown much larger. Less than a month later I miscarried.
This year I did not bother to sign up, not wanting to ever be there again.
Dr. Funny insists I should go. It's too late to sign up for classes, but he wants me to go to the "Market" anyway and buy lots of yarn and supplies. Then I should go sit near the conference rooms where the classes are held and pull out my purchases, admire them and be happy about them. He says I should not let my miscarriage ruin the good things in my life. And I know he is right. So everyday I visit the website, browse around, read about the few classes still available, the merchants that will be there, and think how much fun it is going to be.
But I have not bought my ticket yet.