Day 20: Preparatory

My parents were supposed to come home tonight, but they got stuck in IAD.  I cleaned the house and made sure I did the dishes and picked up, so they wouldn't think I'm a total slob.  I didn't hear from them by 1800, so I googled a flight tracker website and did some searching to see when they would have boarded and left IAD for AUS.  When I hadn't heard from them by 1900, I knew they didn't make the flight.

When my dad called, I looked up flights for the next day into AUS, but every flight was oversold except for the one that would get them home around 2200.  My dad didn't like the idea of waiting around IAD all day.

On the other hand, I had my doctor's appointment and ultrasound today.  I stopped by Starbucks next to Chinatown for my free drink and chatted with the baristas -- they were super nice and funny.  Then I went by the post office to get some customs forms and address stickers to fill out while I waited for the doctor.  I got to the doctor a little early, but was given my itemized cost sheet to sign.  It costs a LOT to have a baby, but luckily my insurance covers it 100%.  That's not to say I know what the hospital will charge or cost, but my OB is taken care of so far, which is at least one thing I don't have to worry about.

The ultrasound was odd.  Eisley wasn't moving hardly at all.  She was finally head down -- this is the first time I've had proof that she can face the right direction.  It was really hard to tell what was going on on the screen. Usually I have a vague idea as to what I'm looking at, but this time I was clueless.  The ultrasound seemed fuzzier than the previous ones I've had.  I don't know if it was their system or what, but surprisingly, the ultrasounds were better at Darnall.  Shocking -- I know.

She didn't tell me anything much.  She just said she wanted to check the fluid around the baby first and other than that, she kept asking me questions about Ty and where I'm living and such.  Regular conversation that would have been better suited to any other time than while having an ultrasound.

I ended up waiting another 15 minutes or so for the doctor after my ultrasound and was with her for mere minutes.  She tested me for some strep bacteria... gross.  All the appointments from here on out will entail the doctor checking out my goods.  Worst part of any doctor visit. Ever.