Wednesday, April 04, 2007

Where's The Beef?

I'll tell you where it is...it's with me because I have some beef with my RE's office. I went in for my 730am appointment, expecting an ultrasound, and instead all they had me down for was bloodwork. Okie dokie, I thought. They'll measure my progesterone and see if I O'd. I called back at 1pm for the results and they told me it was "negative". All they did was a freakin' pregnancy test! I could have told them that myself. I even mentioned to the nurse who took my blood that I hadn't had a temp rise and I was worried because I had an ovarian cyst. WTF?!?!?!

So, after that surprise, the nurse told me to "call back when you get your period". I told her that I was anovulatory and who knew how long that would take. Last time I had a cyst, I didn't get a period for almost 3 months and then it ruptured. Not something I want to go through again. The nurse then got an attitude with me and proceeded to tell me that my RE was on vacation this week and to "call back next week" if I still haven't gotten AF and they will give me an ultrasound. So, why did I come in today? It was a total waste of time and money. Thankfully, our insurance covers all of this diagnostic bullcrap or else I would have a HUGE bone to pick.

This is the first problem I've had with them so I will probably just let it go. But in the future, I will know to ask in advance exactly what my appointment will be for. That way, I can decide for myself if it is worth going. What a pain.in.the.ass! Now, I can stare at my sucky seesaw chart for another week until the dreaded transvag beast strikes again. I managed to escape his grasp this morning but next time I won't be so lucky.

Is it kind of sad to say I miss him a little bit? At least then I knew what was going on inside of me. Gripes! I really think I'm starting to lose it. I need to go home tonight and relax with a bottle glass of wine.

2 comments:

Baby Blankenship said...

Girl who needs a glass...GET THAT BOTTLE!!! Those A-holes for being dumbasses and not listening to you. I wish I could have been with you to rip them a new one! I hope next week brings you better news, cause I know this waiting has to be worse than any other thing. I wish I was there with you to share that bottle...Cheers!!!

Love you ~ Mandy

Southern Comfortable said...

Ugh-- I'd be completely annoyed, too. Sometimes it feels like no one is listening, doesn't it?