Nobody gets in to see the RE! Not nobody, not no how! ...At least not until June, that is.
Well friends, the day has finally come.
…No, I’m not knocked up.
And no, I haven’t decided to “just stop trying”. After all, what sarcastic epithet would I name this blog then?
No, no; none of those things.
It has been decided that Dr. Awesome can do no more for me or my pathetic plumbing, and I will soon be off to see the Wonderful Wizard of Reproductive Endocrinology.
I will admit that I’m a little scared… Not so much of the gallons of blood they will likely draw, or even the big scary ultrasound wand that I find vaguely offensive.
I’m scared of the bill! The receptionist tells me that the initial appointment will cost upwards of $300, which probably does not include the lab fees for the associated testing they will be doing.
And it would be expecting far too much for insurance to pay for a dime of this, so out-of-pocket it allllll comes. Joy. Gives a whole new meaning to the term “bleeding me dry”…
Also putting a grimace on my face was the news that apparently everyone and their infertile sister in Michigan needs help reproducing right now, causing my new patient appointment to be shuffled down to the bottom of the deck in June. JUNE!!
My ovaries could dry up and die by the time JUNE rolls around! Of course I asked to be contacted in the case of a cancellation, but I’m definitely not the first person on that list.
All I can do now is wait for June to roll around. I am not the type of person who likes to wait for anything to roll around. I am the type of person who makes things roll around when I am ready for them… After two years of TTC, you’d think I’d be used to this by now and know how to cope with the waiting…
But you’d be wrong.
So, since I am no longer being medicated by the Ob-Gyn, all hope falls on natural reproduction techniques for the next three months. But I mean really… Who gets pregnant while waiting to see the fertility specialist?
Only the special guests on Oprah, that’s who.
I feel rather certain that it won’t be this girl.
One thing of which I am certain is that this yellow brick road had better lead somewhere promising, because I’d really hate to have to ask the Great and Powerful RE for a new uterus.
Just Stop Trying and It Will Happen... 
I would love to see you on Oprah!! You have to admit though, $300 on this is far better then spending the money on a root canal… those are pretty pricey too as it turns out. We’re cheering you on!
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You’re right there, T! I’d much rather have a needle in my arm and a giant ultrasound wand in my hoo-ha than a drill in my mouth, LOL! And thanks for the cheers… Every little bit counts! 😀
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Also, I just had a daydream in which I was actually on Oprah… “YOU get a baby, and YOU get a baby, and everyone in the audience gets a BABY!!”
…Only Oprah wields that kind of power. 😉
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You could call them EVERY day and ask if there were any cancellations. I’m sure they’d move you to the top of that list FOR SURE ;-b
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Hmm… I hadn’t considered the possibility of attaining faster results using the harassment method! I mean, it works on the husband, but I don’t usually put it to use outside of the house. Well played, kboo! 😉
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The first appointment should be covered under insurance as medical.
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I wish it was, but nothing to do with fertility is covered by my insurance. I just had to pay $800 out of pocket for my HSG.
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It is a good thing that your MFFRM is going to school for ultrasound and needs to “practice” scanning 🙂 I’m free and I will give you a CD 🙂 Plus, we get to hang for a while!
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Yessss! Free scans!! I can’t wait! …Now if only I knew someone who could do a cheap, back-alley IUI for me…
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LOL. I cannot help you there. I hope I don’t have to wait too long to see you 🙂 Congrats on your new column!
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