I made an appt with the RE for next Tuesday. Now I get to worry about that instead of making the call. I’m just glad it’s before our trip to Seattle, because I know they’re going to weigh me and right now my weight is fine, but after all the pastries and cupcakes and crepes we’re gonna eat in the PNW, weeelll…
And it doesn’t help that I’m still smarting from that “lose 5lbs!” bullshit because honestly, maybe they could look at me instead of the number on the scale and stop making assumptions.
Also I’m worried about the “is this appt too early??” question, too. We don’t want to actually do any IUI’s until January because a) I need a mental break and b) we have a friend’s wedding this summer that I don’t want miss – I figure if we get really lucky in January, I can *probably* handle being six months along at a wedding. So end of October seems a little premature, but then what if he wants me to do more testing or what if my thyroid is still a little off or my blood sugar is still whack or or or –
Oh yeah, but also to give us time to find a donor. That too. A little important.
Bonus! of waiting until January as of today is that will also give us time to save up, because I will actually have a job for a few months before then. I just got the offer of employment today. So: yay, we won’t have to worry as much about funding this as I had feared. Yay employment. Yay money!