Minor meltdown.

I took my 3rd test 2 days ago and got another ++ so I figured I really am pg and decided to call Dr. Igras's office.

I called, explained the situation and was told that Dr. Igras is on vacation until the end of April and the earliest they could get me in was June 9th. Well I'm 4w2d pg and that would be too late. The OR needs to be booked and the surgery needs to be done no later then 14w. So I explain again that there should be a note on my file to get me in to see her ASAP and am told there is a note, but it just mentions the stitch and again I'm told I can't get in until June 9th. I ask her to book it for me and then in May I'd call back and talk to Dr. Igras, bc I was sure she'd squeeze me in somewhere. She repeats again about there being no space, clearly not hearing that the viability of my pg is dependent on having this surgery done.

This is where I start to freak out and almost cry. She then argues with me that I'm really 5w according to my first day of my last period, which I try to explain is wrong, I ovulated on CD19, not CD14 etc but she insisted. (exaggerated eye roll) She then says to me that Dr. E checked me in at the hospital that night and that I should call her office. So I get the number, hang up and start to lose it. I call Owen in tears and he calms me down enough for me to call Dr. E's office.

I then explain my situation again, get put on hold and when she comes back the receptionist tells me that Dr. E can see me on Wed. at 5.30pm. Relief! I just about fainted I was so happy. I seriously was in tears and panic-ing that I was going to lose this baby bc they could not get me in to see the Doctor. So thankfully Dr. E will see me soon and I vaguely remember her from that night. She saw me when she just came on duty and delivered the baby that morning. She looks really young, had a gentle voice and according to my husband was "hawt".