Yes, folks, I'm headed to Dr. Gorgeous Town with Tiny Boy on Wednesday. In a weird turn of events, the urologist she recommended--who works out of University Hospital Down the Highway of All Things Fertility--actually has an office in the town where Dr. G's main clinic is. And it's a bummer, as she likes to say, that she'll actually be at the University doing University things that day. I may or may not take him in to see the nurses; it really wouldn't be out of my way.
And I need to sign some paperwork about leftover sperm. And, I'm assuming, my two embryos. Guess I'm not done giving her office money quite yet. Sigh.
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But that nurse who allegedly spent 45 minutes setting up our referral? Last name spelled wrong. Tiny Boy's birth date wrong. Home phone number wrong (which is probably why I never received the message she insisted she left). Yeah.
It took 45 minutes for her to do everything wrong? I'm sure the doctor she works for is thrilled to have her as an employee.
ReplyDeleteNo kidding.
ReplyDeleteAnd it's too bad, because I really like this pediatrician.