So Den is really not happy today… at all. I came home from work with our new cat – which is something else he’s not happy about – and he was just looking angry. He’s mad that my phone was dead today so I had to leave it at home. Obviously I didn’t know I was going to be playing phone-tag with the RE today. I had to work, and it was on my way to work that I discovered that I couldn’t get the clomid. In the previous post I talked about the phone-tag and how I called them, they called my cell. Well Den was the one answering. From what he said they called like 5 times, but I just checked my cell phone and they called twice – once after my first call, and once after I called them to go ahead and order the clomid overnighted. *rolls eyes* He had all sorts of notes written down, I guess the nurse had given me instructions for the clomid and that they’ll call back with my HSG appointment and the CD12 ultrasound will be on X date at Z time. I guess Den’s head was exploding from all this info he didn’t understand and he was trying to write it down. She was asking questions on what we wanted to do for the clomid and he’s all, “I don’t know!!” So I can see how by the time I got home he was very frustrated.

The only part I’m a little irked about is that when she said $37 that was for the clomid, but apparently she is going to have both clomid and the ovidrel sent to us, costing us $70-something. Gah. I’ll try to get reibursed for it through the insurance, but light knows how well that will go.