But honestly, is it Thursday yet? I feel like I've spent the past four months waiting on calls from the doctor with instructions, I relate it to being a secret super spy; the phone rings, I get my next mission and I go. Blood, ultrasound, blood, ultrasound, blood, blood, blood, ultrasound, blood, HSG, blood... you get the idea. But Thursday is finally another face to face sit down with the doctor again, yeah I see her for a few of the tests but nothing that tells me more. I am dying to know what the next mission is. When do we get to the part I keep dropping my pixie dust covered pennies into that wishing well for...
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