I think I am jinxed.
I was supposed to have an appointment with the Familial cancer Clinic on Tuesday but I had to postpone it. My Doctor had arranged it when I had told her how dissatisfied I was with the brush off my sisters and I got last time we discussed the options.
Because of work commitments, and because it doesn’t really matter if that appointment happens this month or next I rang to postpone it.
Yesterday I got a letter confirming that I indeed had postponed my appointment until 16 of August.
Only they had postponed the wrong one. They postponed the appointment I was supposed to have next week to discuss my protocol for IUI. The appointment that was supposed to ensure that I ‘hit the ground running’ as soon as the coil comes out on the 27 of July. Now this appointment is due almost three weeks later.
I rang to explain my predicament. The predicament that came out of their screw up.
Disembodied, disinterested voice on the end of the phone: “Yeah ... I see ... Yeah she did change the wrong appointment ... No, there are no other appointments now before then.”
I don’t know what to do. I am close to tears at the thought of another delay. A delay the Doctor said shouldn’t happen because she wanted me to have IUI as quickly as possible after the coil came out to prevent my diseased womb lining having a chance to grow again.
I’ve left a message for Eunice.
Wish me luck.
Eunice called back. She'd just had a cancellation for the 8 of July and I now have that slot.
I am ridiculously relieved.
I thanked her effusively, my voice cracking slightly as I said "You really helped me out in January too, thank you so much."
I worry I might have come across as an over-emotional, slightly deranged, potential-stalker type. (So nothing against type there.) Maybe I won't send a bunch of flowers thanking her until I actually have a baby.
And I think I have a contender for name of my first born girl!