When I was a kid, my mom never let me have dessert. Or candy. But, when we had a rather horrendous day.... she would declare it Sundae for Dinner - and off we would go to Friendly's for a Reese's Pieces Sundae and that is all we would have for dinner.
Yesterday, I left work and went to yoga. That helped, and I felt a little bit better after yesterday's drama. When I got in the car, I had a couple of messages. One from work and the other from Aaron. He had gotten home, and the whole house was covered in vomit and poop - one of our dogs had obviously been violently ill all day. Everywhere.
While the two of us dug out from under the mountain of poop, we talked about his conversation with the nurse. She basically told him the same thing that she told me... but he was able to digest it better. Yes. The doc should have told us to get that test sooner. No, we most likely would NOT be able to be approved for this cycle. Being a few hours away from my initial shock, I started to handle this in the way I deal with issues at work. I asked Aaron if there was anything we could do about the doc not ordering the test sooner. He said no. And there is no way we can rush the insurance or the test.... so we need to acknowledge that mistakes were made and move on.
Do something about it instead of lamenting about what 'should have happened'.
So, as we finished cleaning up the mess, Aaron turned to me and said - why don't we just go out and have ice cream for dinner. And I smiled and just got into the car. It was 9 PM, I hadn't eaten since 11 AM, and I had pretty much to worst day I have had since the ectopic. A sundae for dinner sounded perfect.
The new plan (barring some miracle of insurance approval) is probably going to be that we just start this all next month. Start lupron in the middle of July, with ER end of July, early August. And pray that the first time is a charm. Last time I got pregnant was that exact same month - here's hoping!!!