I was getting ready for work yesterday when I got a call from a scheduler at my OBs office saying the doctor will be off on Friday. They would need to reschedule my D&C post-op. Ugh. In a weird way I had been looking forward to it because I just want to know things are back to normal and I can go on with my life physically. It was disappointing to hear it would be postponed and this aspect of closure will be delayed.
The next available appointment they had was at 1pm next Wednesday. Well, I work 10:30am -7pm M-F and that would mean I'd have to miss more work. Keep in mind that I've missed a lot of work between FET appointments and then ultimately the D&C/recovery itself. And unfortunately the next appointment they had available before my work hours wasn't until April 25th. This is almost a whole month past my D&C.
About an hour later, I called back later to see if the post-op appointment was just a talking appointment or it there was an actual exam performed. Because if it was just a talking appointment, I was probably going to skip it completely. When I called their phone went straight to voicemail so I left a detailed message. In the voicemail I asked if I could resume normal activities (baths, hot tub, exercise, etc) in the meantime and also asked if the visit was going to be an exam appointment.
To complicate things, I work in the Bermuda Triangle of cell signal because even though I am smack dab in the middle of a very populated area of Austin, I get little to no cell signal at my work. Neither do my coworkers. It's awful! In my voicemail I specifically asked that they call me at my desk phone knowing I wouldn't likely get the call on my cell.
But of course, murphys law - around 5:30pm a voicemail symbol popped up on my cell phone with no ringing (thanks, Bermuda Triangle) and it was the OBs office. They said I can't resume normal activities until I have my appointment and that I should have just accepted the first appointment they offered me. WTF? What is that supposed to mean? I dare you to walk a day in my shoes right now. How could they say that I "should have just accepted the first appointment they offered?"
I swear, I love my RE. And I absolutely adore my OB. But the common denominator of doctor problems ALWAYS seems fall with the office staff.
It's not my fault that Friday's appointment wasn't going to work, it was theirs. I wish I didn't have to work at all and had the luxury of just rolling in whenever was convenient for them. By 5:30p their office had already closed so I tried calling again this morning, but again went straight to voicemail. I left them another voicemail to call my desk phone hoping to avoid phone tag and explained I can't miss anymore work, hence the need for a morning appointment. I even asked if I could see another doctor in the practice sooner. I feel like groundhog day. This kind of stuff drives me batty.
Finding my muchness - Day 2
I discovered a cupcakery that makes fabulous gluten free cupcakes just a block away from my work. I'm a pretty good cook and can bake up a storm, but ever since I learned I can't eat gluten I haven't done much baking. It's really hard to master gluten free baking since the flour is very finicky. So to find a place that knows what they are doing with baked goods, Score! Mmmmm.
Check out this little lemon-raspberry beauty with lemon icing and a cute little raspberry on top. And to my surprise, it had raspberry filling in the middle! I found my muchness today in the middle of a gluten free cupcake.