Taking the Scenic Route

Monday May 16, 2005

16th May 2005

Monday May 16, 2005

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The un-patient pincushion

Pincushion might not be fair.  It only took her two times to get me, but she was digging around a bit trying to get that shy vein.  The results from the first Beta will probably not be in until tomorrow.  Did I mention I am not good at waiting.  lol. 

I did find out that a Pediatrician I have been trying to get since we moved back into this area finally had availability!  WooHoo!  His office is across the hall from Dr. B and is so sought after that the person at the Managed Care place recognized his name.  lol.  I know him from camp, of all places.  He pulled me out of a pool after an unfortunate back dive, and I was a counselor with him in later years.  Good guy, and from what I have heard, a great Dr.

I did get my progesterone changes to smaller doses two times a day.  It was knocking me out for a few hours after I took it, then as I gained back energy, I was starting to cramp again at around 12 hours later.  This should even it out a bit better.

Zach has his audition tonight in about an hour.  We should know by later tonight whether or not he has the role. 

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