Really quick cos I am freezing and desperate to dive under my doona: doc's office rang today...
First words were: "Can you have another blood test?"
Life? Ain't she a funny freaking prankster?
So that was my fourth blood test in eight days - yee haa!
BUT, despite telling me I needed another blood, I AM BOOKED IN FOR AN EMBRYO TRANSFER NEXT TUESDAY.
Hang on ET, hang on in your little bicycle basket with your little white towel over your head - I am coming!
Double yee haa (for the purists: yee yee haa haa).
How cool is that?
And what made for an ultra nice change was the lovely blood test taking lady.
A) There was no attitude over bulk billing issues. And B) she actually beamed a beamy smile at me as I left and wished me luck for Tuesday (I had filled her in on what I was doing briefly. Well I thought I ought to...she would have taken one look at the punctures in my arm and no doubt suspected all manner of heroin junkie things).
So Tuesday people. Toot toot - ALL ABOARD THE EXCITEMENT TRAIN.