One thing you should know about me is that I sorely dislike telephoning anyone. And I do mean, anyone. I don’t want to bother anyone. I even work myself into a tizzy just trying to schedule a hair appointment. I’ve been getting myself psyched up over the last two weeks to call and make an appointment with a *new* OBGYN. For the longest time I hadn’t been able to do so because I could not locate my insurance card. I finally found it. I officially had no more excuses. Today I finally sat down with my telephone, my insurance card, a notepad, and a pen. I was ready and I was going to do this, dammit! But first, James needs his well-child checkup. I need a soda. I wonder if I have any email. Okay. Going to call.
I call the number for the office and dial 0 to talk to a real person. I am asked about my insurance provider and I can’t completely answer their questions. I am instructed to call the insurance company and confirm that their office accepts my insurance. I don’t call. I look online. Woohoo. I call the office back. I am given ANOTHER 1-800 number to book an appointment with Dr. New. I call this 1-800 number and am informed that even though I did check online, I REALLY NEED to call the number on the back of my card because many of the online directories are OUTDATED and if I belong to an HMO they do NOT take my insurance though I’m pretty sure I’m with a PPO. But we made the appointment anyway for late October with Dr. New so I have a couple of weeks to work up the guts to call my insurance company. So if you’re keeping track, that was 4 phone calls I made today. After hanging up on the “I book your appointments” line, I kind of yelled a little bit. Augggghhhhhh!!!! Sooo glad that’s over.
Today I bought a Basal thermometer and a small daily planner so I can begin charting and keeping track of my body’s behaviour. It’s definitely a step in the right direction. I have almost exactly 6 weeks before my appointment so I can have almost exactly 6 weeks worth of data to see if ANY kind of pattern develops. I’ve already jotted down the date I stopped taking the pill (august 2nd), the approximate date of my last ovulation (august 14th!!!) and the start date of my last period (August 31st). I am sure that I will not have another period before my appointment with Dr. New. I admit I’m somewhat pessimistic about the chance of a developing pattern in my bbt over the next almost exactly six weeks. Though, I am trying to further educate myself about the processes my body goes through. I am trying to learn because the more I learn, the more at ease I feel about the whole thing. What I need to learn now are the whats hows whys wheres and whens about the state of my uterus. I am aware there are fibroids in my uterus. THAT. is ALL. I know. I do not know what kind they are. I do not know how big they are. I do not know how many there are. I do not know where specifically they are located. All I know is that they exist. And I hate that. That is why I am seeing Dr. New instead of Dr. Way-Too-Busy-to-Answer-ANY-of-your-Questions (even though I asked if you had any.)
I am interested in any suggestions any of you may have that may help me on my quest. I am not wanting to become pregnant until late november at the very earliest. Late January or early February would be ideal in a selfish point of view (re: maternity leave for halloween, thanksgiving, and Christmas). I’m hoping we can get enough sorted by then. Ideally I would like to be able to conceive without any further assistance such as Clomid. I’m not opposed to clomid, but the rate of 10-12% of women becoming pregnant with twins…well…that number is a little high for my tastes.
So now the big question. Will James be potty trained by the time number 2 comes along?