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Me and the Colonel
I have an appointment scheduled with Colonel L our last day in town, May 26, before we leave for the family cruise. During that appointment, we're supposed to get to hear your heartbeat.
But, before the appointment, I need to get a letter to send to the cruiseline saying that I'm ok to travel with them.
So, I called the Colonel's nurses yesterday to ask for the letter. They also took my phone number, in case the Colonel needed to call me.
Today he called.
Colonel L: "Hi, is your head still bothering you?"
Me: "No, this has nothing to do with my head. I'm pregnant! AND, as soon as it happened, my headaches went away."
Colonel L: "Well, now we know the treatment that works for you."
Me: "I'm not sure which is better or which is worse. All I know is I can't stop throwing up."
I went on to tell him what I needed for the letter. Then we started talking about our appointment.
Me: "I want you to really listen well. I want you to try to make sure you hear however many hearts there might be to hear."
Colonel L: "What do you mean?"
Me: "Well, let's see. I started throwing up two days after I got pregnant - well before I actually "knew" I was pregnant. By week 5, I was in maternity clothes. I'm older. So, I just want to know what we're dealing with - how many."
Colonel L: "Well hell, if that's the case, we'll just do an ultrasound when you're here."
Me: "But... they told me I could only get one ultrasounds on post and that was supposed to be at Week 20."
Colonel L: "Huh, and here was me thinking I was a Colonel and all and could do whatever I wanted..."
Me: "Whatever you say, Sir."
So yay! Looks like we're gonna get two chances to see you before you're born!
But, before the appointment, I need to get a letter to send to the cruiseline saying that I'm ok to travel with them.
So, I called the Colonel's nurses yesterday to ask for the letter. They also took my phone number, in case the Colonel needed to call me.
Today he called.
Colonel L: "Hi, is your head still bothering you?"
Me: "No, this has nothing to do with my head. I'm pregnant! AND, as soon as it happened, my headaches went away."
Colonel L: "Well, now we know the treatment that works for you."
Me: "I'm not sure which is better or which is worse. All I know is I can't stop throwing up."
I went on to tell him what I needed for the letter. Then we started talking about our appointment.
Me: "I want you to really listen well. I want you to try to make sure you hear however many hearts there might be to hear."
Colonel L: "What do you mean?"
Me: "Well, let's see. I started throwing up two days after I got pregnant - well before I actually "knew" I was pregnant. By week 5, I was in maternity clothes. I'm older. So, I just want to know what we're dealing with - how many."
Colonel L: "Well hell, if that's the case, we'll just do an ultrasound when you're here."
Me: "But... they told me I could only get one ultrasounds on post and that was supposed to be at Week 20."
Colonel L: "Huh, and here was me thinking I was a Colonel and all and could do whatever I wanted..."
Me: "Whatever you say, Sir."
So yay! Looks like we're gonna get two chances to see you before you're born!
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We'll finally get to know how many "yous" there are :-)
Hmm, a new method of getting rid of headaches. Just get pregnant. Sounds good to me :P
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Go Colonel! ;)
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He sounds ultra-kewl. ♥
OMG, there may be more than one flumpie?! How amazing!
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