So you read the title of this post, yes?
K. Let’s back up.
About 6 weeks ago, I hopped out of the shower and started drying off with a towel when I noticed this tiny, … 3,993 more words
So, I’m having my husband call the doctor’s office to try to get some information out of them. This makes me feel like a bad feminist and a bad adult, but I’m clearly not having much luck getting information out of people, and I don’t know how much longer I can maintain my weak grip on sanity if I don’t have some kind of blueprint. 527 more words
I had my baseline appointment today, which involved blood tests to make sure I wasn’t already pregnant, and an appointment with the robot dildo, a.k.a. a transvaginal ultrasound. 262 more words
In principle, going to the doctor works the same way in every country: