I still haven't received any word from the hospital where my ultrasounds were performed way back in February. You'll remember (or you can read about) my insurance company sent me an explanation of benefits form detailing the hospital charged over $2,000 for a transvag and pelvic ultrasound. I sent in a wonderful protest letter with supporting documentation preempting the bill. So, I've received neither a bill or a response to the protest. My husband predicts it will come, it's just taking a while to wind itself through the hospital bureaucracy. Perhaps so, but it is a private for-profit corporation, so you'd think it would move faster than this.
We went to a totally cool party on Saturday. Fun people, with no kids in sight. It was like being 22 again. I drank quite a bit, smoked a cigarette (sort of), and had absolutely no hangover the next day. Amazing.
I might, just might have something big to reveal later this week. I do not count my chickens before they hatch anymore (learned that lesson) but we're putting more than a 50% chance of this opportunity going through. Now that my blog is no longer about (in)fertility, I think I'm either pretty boring or non-existent which is not what I want to be. I've just spent too much time not focusing on my real life here (anything that has nothing to do with infertility) that I'm not sure I can catch up. I want to be honest, revealing but there's so much pressure not to be. Ok, this is all so stupidly cryptic but that's all I've got right now. Maybe more later. :)