I’m Feeling Lucky….

It has been a pretty crappy year all told and much of life in general has a hurry-up-and-wait feel to it.

But I had a bit of good news recently and my outlook has shifted.

I did not realize that one generally has to wait about six to eight (plus) weeks for the first appointment at a fertility clinic. When I first heard this from someone who went through this process about three years ago, I almost started to cry. I didn’t because we had just met and her 18 month old was stumbling around playing peek-a-boo with us.

I don’t have time to wait two months- because it may already be too late. Never mind the time it takes to do the testing to see if this is even a possibility. After all is said and done, it could be half a year before I even start “trying.”

But there is nothing I can do but get on the ride and see where it takes me.

So, after waiting weeks to see my (new) doctor (who I think is amazing) and getting the referral from him faxed over to the clinic, I waited exactly a week for the clinic to call. Of course I had wondered when they would get back to me the night before the seven day estimate.

I got the forms the next morning (and stressed about not having received them the day I got the call, of course), immediately filled them out and sent them back to the lovely intake coordinator. Before I even had a chance to ask, she had told me that if I got the forms in before my appointment, I’d be in queue on the cancelation call list. Well, I think I may have just gotten them to her in record time- within hours.

A few days later, I came back from lunch (I usually don’t have it away from my desk) and I missed two calls from the clinic.

Crap! My heart rate jumped. I didn’t know when they called but to have called twice and not leave a message?

I was afraid to call back so I returned another message (stupid, I know) before ringing the clinic.

The woman I had spoken with answered and I greeted her by name. She had called me first and instead of following protocol (going to the next person on the cancelation list) she decided to give me some time to get back to her. I am SO grateful she did because my new appointment is in November.

A month may not seem like a lot of time but those extra 26 days is a psychological boost and right now, I will take anything I can get.

This week may be a good week to buy a lottery ticket.


~ by angryegg on October 4, 2010.

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