We are home. Which is good not the least because the logistics of twice daily progesterone suppositories in a house full of people staying up till all hours talking and kids running in to ask you a question very early in the morning, they are not at all easy.
But I was also anxious for most of the drive home, and stayed that way since we got here. Being here means doing things. Like trying to get a repeat beta, which is not as easy as it sounds given that our new insurance has not sent us the cards yet, and I am afraid of offending the paperwork gods. I hope to get the insurance thing figured out tomorrow morning and get the beta shortly thereafter. I will then (Friday, likely) call my OB's nurse, Nurse Kind, and ask her to schedule that first appointment. I will have to further complicate things by asking her to schedule the ultrasound for a few days before the appointment, since JD is leaving next Friday, and we kinda both think he should be there for that.
Adding to my anxiety, but only a little, is the phone conversation with the genetic counselor we saw two days before the onset of the Big December Drama. I am not a carrier for fragile X, which was a long shot in the first place. I do, however, have a mutation in the cystic fibrosis gene (CFTR). It's rare, it only occurs in the Ashkenazi Jews, and it seems to be mild. It can, when combined with a severe mutation, such as the one JD has, cause either asthma or the absence of vas deference (which was the original reason we got sent to genetics). And since I am guessing that while prenatal tests would be covered, post-natal would be out of pocket, and since if there is asthma in our future at some point, I would want to be prepared, I think whatever pregnancy gets to that point, I will have to have an amnio.
Oh, and talking to her forced me to say the p-word today. I had been practicing saying it in my head so that I don't sound like a complete doofus when I call the nurse, so I did ok. Let's see if I can type it too. Um... I am pregnant. You think that might have something to do with the anxiety?