Sweet Success

"Why didn't you just scan and email it or fax it over?" was the question my husband asked when I told him I went to my OB's office to personally hand them my request for release of medical records. I told him it was because I wanted to make sure they got all of the information I needed and only the information I needed so I didn't have to pay for extra pages ($25 for the first 20 pages and .25 cents for each additional page) that wouldn't do me any good. I also wanted to ask them in person to please expedite the release as quickly as possible so I could get them into the doctor at the Ma.yo Clinic faster.

It turns out, that was a wise decision.

I showed up this afternoon to find my file (all .75" of it) on the records desk. They were going to call the receptionist who had released my infertility files from my previous doctor (the one who removed the septum) to me last year because they were confused as to what was released. I cleared that up quickly, then explained what I needed, and asked if they could please expedite it quickly and why. The lady asked if I wanted her to do it right then. I told her that would be awesome. For the next 25 minutes she made copies and then had me go through them to make sure I had what I needed. I didn't, so together we searched through my file to find all of the necessary papers. When all was said and done, I asked her how much I owed her. She smiled and told me not to worry about it and to have a great day.

AWESOME!

I hadn't brought the first half of my medical records to work with me this morning because I didn't think there was a chance I could get the second half today, so before heading back to work, I swung by my house and picked them up. A couple of hours later, after I had had a chance to go through all of them and pull out what I thought the new doctor would need, I faxed them off with a note giving him the back story along with what we had already been told. I told him what we wanted to hear from him, and that if he didn't feel he could do it, to please refer us to someone he thought could. I then thanked him sincerely for his time up front and told him we hoped to see him soon.

I can't tell you how great it feels to make progress on this! It may be slow, but each item I can check off the list feels great. I just want to get this show on the road so I can get to my son already. Yes, I feel the next one will be a boy.

I still can't believe I am in this place. I told Hubs the other day that I naively thought that once I had the surgery three years ago, I would be one of those infertiles who was able to pop out kids after the struggle to the first one. (Can I go back in time and slap myself please?) All things considered, I'm doing really well with it. I've got my current hand of cards open, and I am slowly playing them, hoping I win the jackpot. I just made my move, and now it is God's turn.