My health insurance is changing next month.
Normally, this wouldn't be to much of a worry, except that I'm supposed to wait until April 20th to start the Prometrium. And then I may have to wait almost two weeks to start a new cycle! And then my HSG would fall in May, with my new mystery insurance. Yeah, we don't even know who A-s work is going through yet. Fantastic.
So... I started the Prometrium last night. If I'm lucky I can get the HSG done before the month is over. I only started it a week early...
I hope my RE's office will be okay with that.
I'll give them a call tomorrow, but... this is just frustrating.
I am very grateful that I have health insurance; but A-s work changes every single year, always trying to find something cheaper. I hate it. And last year? They didn't even tell us until a whole week after it had changed. At least they gave us a little warning this time.
Still. Doesn't change anything.
I hate Easter. Don't think me evil, but I am not religious. I am not Christian to celebrate Chist resurrecting, I am not Pagan to celebrate the goddess sailing down the river on an eggshell, no. I am not religious. I am spiritualist, and I am all for Easter egg hunts, I think they're great for the kids, but... I have no children.
Going to my mother's each Easter, well, it's simply so I can see my nephews and nieces. This presents it's own issues within me. A- and I, we're the odd ones out. We were the only childless people at the apartment. While they're all talking to each other about parenting issues, school technicalities; we're just nodding, and murmuring, unh huh, mmmm, understandable... And feeling the sting from being excluded, are voices being discounted because we have no children. We can't possibly understand how trying kids can be, we don't have any. No way.
Guess who had to hide the Easter eggs? You guessed it; us. It's not like we had children to get coats or shoes on.
I'm not trying to be bitchy, or whiney, or anything.
It just always leaves me a little depleted when we leave.
That's all. Just another reminder, in a long line of reminders.