Goodbye and Hello

My last appointment with my RE was Sunday...remember, when I passed the clot and had an emergency u/s? It was kind of a sad way to end it. No one was in the office except me and Dr. T, and I think he was in a bit of a hurry to leave - not that I can blame him b/c it was noon on a Sunday. Remember? I brought in a thank you card and a box of chocolates a couple of weeks before. One nurse told me later that everyone loved the candy. (Surprise, I already knew they would. I worked in a hospital. People who work in hospitals for some reason love candy more than the average person; at least it always seemed that way.) L of course made fun of me for doing it, but I thought it was appropriate. I really did like everyone there. It will be wierd not going in at least once a week.

Last night, I met a friend from thebump.com IRL! It was pretty cool. I had been talking to her for awhile on the message boards, and when I mentioned getting a doppler, she generously offered to let me borrow hers! She is pretty far along with identical twins - speaking of which I hope they are growing up a storm and that you feel better soon! I tried to hear my babies with the doppler when I got home, but I really had no idea where to start looking so it's not surprising I couldn't find either one.

Today, I have my first appt. with my OB, Dr. S. I have been seeing him for awhile, and he is really nice. I have a nice list of questions written out to ask him. "Does he have a lot of experience with multiples? Do I need to see a peri also? Will he support my desire for a vaginal birth with twins? Is he willing to do a breech extraction should it come to that?" I'm sure doctors hate people like me. I'm pretty excited to go, though. I think he will probably do a regular abdominal u/s - I think I will really feel PG then. Up till now it has been my old friend, the dildo-cam.

Frustrating update: I hadn't spotted since early Sunday morning. Then I go to use the restroom this afternoon and, lo and behold, it's my old friend, Spot. WTF? Just go away and leave me alone, creepy. At this point, I can't even freak out anymore. I just sigh...and then go check every 30 minutes to see if I'm still spotting. Seriously.