Drat & bugger. After all the pain-in-the-butt organizing of this, timing things out & transportation & toddler juggling… I get there and my period kicks in mid-cycle for no apparent reason. While I’m there.

(not to be outdone, Isak promptly took a big poop which was duly announced to the waiting room. Fortunately grandma managed to get that situation under control)

We decided to give it a shot anyhow, but no go. So I had all the bother and discomfort, but no cigar. Or sample. Or whatever.

Grrrrrr. Now I’ve got to go back again in a few weeks.

Since she’s my regular GP as well, I suppose I did get to talk about all the other little things: my headspace, the dizzies, the crampiness, my weight, my bloodwork (which came back excellent as far as my thyroid & vitamin counts, etc. go) etc., which is good, I just wanted to check this one off.

Sigh.