(who knew?)
So, today I saw four doctors. Actually, three doctors and a dentist. Therefore, my day went like this:
7:45 AM: “Brush your gums more!” (I haven’t had the heart to tell my dentist that we should all just be pleased that I make it out of bed in the morning and that any time I spend brushing my teeth is just gravy)
10:00 AM: “Here, take some cough syrup with codeine” (YAY)
2:00 PM: “Why, YES your insurance will cover 1 or maybe 2 rounds of IVF and NO you don’t have polycystic ovarian syndrome and call us on the first day of your next period (sorry Dad) to schedule bloodwork” (I’m pretty sure Gene and I both gave Dr. K the tilted head confused look that Betty gives us when we ask why she won’t get a job)
3:00 PM: “Yeahhh, the test came back WORSE than last time, so sure hope you’re planning for IVF! And you might want to consider this test and that test. Your insurance may cover it or else it’ll cost $1500.”
So, OK, that last visit sucked, but the other three weren’t bad. Yay! But you know what’s really impressive to me? I came here to write one of my “What was the point in waiting????” posts but instead I wrote this one. Yay me.