You remind me of me. That's just the kind of mental conniptions I'ld be going through over the scenario you describe. Sometimes we just have to live with unsettling doubt, and let the passage of time reveal what it reveals. I understand you wanting some relief from your anxiety by wishing your T could put a more reassuring face on this.

So now The First has come and gone, so what was the upshot? What did you do, and what was her response? This may have taught you something positive, or not. Care to review how it played out?