I'm not very patient. I like to think of myself as planner, rather than inpatient. But when it comes down to it I am plain ol' inpatient. I prefer things in life that I have control over. Even if it only appears I have control over it.
I like calendars, spreadsheets, label makers, boxes and containers. I like to plan, sort, and compartmentalize.
Needless to say, when I got my IVF calendar today - and the start date was way later in January than I had mentally prepared myself for- I had to take a deep breath. I reminded myself (or tried to) remind myself that a few weeks in the big picture isn't that big of deal at all. It has been 3 years TTC- what's a couple more weeks? I tried to tell myself that this is good practice for me as the coming weeks, months, and years are going to be about practicing patience in the things I have no control over. (You'd think I would have learned this by now!) Whether is be numerous IVF cycles or more miscarriages or waiting for ultrasounds or blood work or sleepless nights with baby- one opportunity after another of practicing patience awaits me.
Well, as it turns out, I didn't have to be patient for too long. In the calendar I got, the window for my ER would have fallen right in the midst of DH's business trip. (He rarely travels for work). So I inquired about moving it up a week (all the while worrying my nurse would push it out even further). And I now have in my hands an updated calendar and it is a week earlier! So, I'm content with that. It still pushes the POAS day to be at the very end of February, but at least I'll know before March if the cycle worked or not. The first calendar I got, the POAS day would have been in March - EGAD! that is light ages away. Ha!
So, I have a laundry list of forms to read and sign a few more appointments to make and I am pleased as punch to have something to do- something that gives me at least the illusion of having some control in all of this. :)