it is just possible that i have the best ob in the universe
the doctor’s office called me this morning. one of the nurses was reviewing my chart and realized that she needed more information and she actually called me. amazing.
at first, i’ll admit, it was terrible. they had an lmp (last menstrual period — i warned you about tmi) of november 9, which makes my stats, um, worrisome, and means i need to get in there now. but no, no, i assured her (heart in throat) that my lmp was december 8. i could almost hear her sigh of relief.
well, since i have you on the phone, she says, why don’t i set up your next two appointments?
february 5: first ultrasound. we should see a tadpole-like embryo, and if the new kid is still living, we should see and hear a heartbeat.
february 19: first ob appointment. a silly name for a woman’s fourth visit to the doctor for the same pregnancy, but it’s where they get serious: check my history, blood pressure, weight, mental stability, and so on. dr. lum likes to make sure i still have a sense of humor — he’s been checking on this since ruby died – so i’m sure he’ll tell a few jokes to check my funnybone.
i know some of you think i don’t have a sense of humor. you’re wrong. my humorlessness around you is a choice. i’m actually quite funny. dammit.
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