I have graduated from the RE’s back into the world of the OBGYN. Got my walking orders this morning after a beautiful ultrasound (measured 8w1d, heartbeat 174 bpm, squee!). I have standing instructions to bring back in baby pictures and/or baby at the end of this little adventure.
And then I went back to work and scheduled an appointment for a brand-new OBGYN that I’ve never met before.
I know, it sounds insane, but I just DID NOT want to go back to my old doc. Nothing wrong with her, it was totally emotional, I just could not bring myself to go back in her office. So I called my friends’ clinic (multiple of them already see this guy) and got an appointment for Friday. So I get (hopefully) another ultrasound this week and weighed/measured/told to be good/etc.
And for your sweetness and light conversation of the day:
Me: blahblah… ultrasound… blah … OBGYN…. By the way, do you have a 17 mm socket?
Manly: (Actually listening to the blahblah and kind of confused by the question) Um, yeah. Do you need a deep socket or a shallow one?
Me: heehee, no silly — that’s how big the baby measured this morning.
Manly: oohhhh. Cool.