Strange

I just had the strangest phone call. Our nurse Soonja called. After the customary introductions, she said, "OK, Mary. It's time to talk dates." I thought we had already done that, but I was glad for the checking-in/confirmation. I guess it means my doctor was OK with the way the ultrasound looked.


The bottom line: I will be impregnated on April 17 at 9 am.

If I step outside of my own reality for a minute, I have to admit that I could have never imagined this six years ago. April 17, 9 am, sounds more like a dentist appointment, a conference, a coffee date . . . strange . . .

In other news, on Friday at 9:45 am, I have an appointment to get my estrogen level tested. She said not to be surprised if I have to take estrogen pills in addition to the patches. Good thing she told me because I would've been surprised. Very surprised. I really don't like the idea of pumping even more artificial hormones into my body, so my prayer is NO PILLS!