So I've been all hot and bothered about my MRI appointment (or non-appointment, as it was for the last ten weeks). For me it is an urgent matter because I want to get it out of the way so we can move on. I want to know if anything's (more) wrong with me or not. Then I want to know if we need to do anything about what we find out. I want I want I want... I want it now!
Anyway... we have continued to hassle them and found out. Guess what?
Of all days...
My MRI is on my birthday.
Honestly. I'm thankful that I got the appointment. But still... is this good or bad? I don't know. I feel mixed about that! Me and my little uptight self.
But as I'm learning from specific friends, and from this mad infertility journey in general... you just gotta learn to laugh!