prettypissy

No beta for me. Damn sensible doctors, they really do piss me off. Dr. B said that he didn’t want to do a beta because the blighted ovum that I had last time wouldn’t have been something that a hcg draw could have detected. Apparently they rise and double appropriately most of the time. It’s a shame I like him so much or I’d be angry. He’s the best doctor that I’ve ever had. At one pap-smear, while elbow deep in my lady business, he kept talking and talking blahblahniceweatherblahblah and I finally said, “Dr. B..no offense. But I’d rather just stare at the ceiling and pretend I’m at the dentist’s office.” He laughed and asked for the name of my dentist because if he was that thorough during a cleaning, I must have the cleanest teeth in town. You’ve got to love a man who looks at vaginas all day and still has a sense of humor.

 So…I have no news. Sorry for the big ass letdown. Ultrasound set in five weeks (June 19th), 9:00 am. Thank you all so much for your kind words and well wishes. I definitely appreciate having people to wait with me.

He said it was a good sign that I tested positive so early. And then he said that he’d already done the full work-up on me in February, so there was no need for me to be wearing the fashionable paper gown with the tiny plastic belt.

I rather wish he’d mentioned that to the nurse first, as having a conversation with Dr. B while wearing charming blue tissue paper is not on my list of Favorite Things To Do On A Tuesday Afternoon.

Now, if you’ll excuse me..I’m going to go blankly stare at the TV for five weeks.