We ran 10 miles this morning.  I met the group members doing 20 for the last 10 mile loop.  Perfect weather for a run today:  cool and dry.  We've been lucky with our marathon training season this year.

So, I went to the new OB/GYN yesterday.  I like him very much.  He had some good encouragement:  he saw no reason why I couldn't get pregnant--no obvious signs at least.  He said that it's very typical that the first month a couple starts "trying" that everything goes haywire (my cycle was very bizarre last month).  He thought the low carb thing was a good idea and that running would probably be a a helpful thing all around.  I also had a rubella test to see if I'm still protected from German Measles and Dave and I are discussing being tested as Cystic Fibrosis carriers.  OK!  Lots of stuff.  All good.

Except....what do you think of this event?  So the nurse leads me into the room to set up everything and asks why I'm there.  Me:  "Time for my exam.  And I'm 39 years old, trying to have a baby and I thought I should talk to a doctor."  She writes the info down and then says she needs to take my blood pressure.  I have to move spots and so she starts a little small talk.  Her:  "So this is your second marriage and you want to have children?"  Whaaaa???   Me:  "No. This is my first marriage and I want to have children."  Her (in a bit of an accusatory tone!) : "Well, how many children do you have already?"  Come again!?

What I wanted to say is: "Yo, (rhymes with) witch!  It is none of your business if I got married for the first time older than what you think is appropriate.  And even if this was my 5th marriage, it is none of your (rhymes with) trucking business!  And if you have a problem with that, you trucking witch, you can wait 5 minutes and bite my naked a$$."   What I actually said was:  "I don't have any children.  I just got married and I'm trying now."  But I did think really loudly "Trucking Witch." 

No, I didn't say anything to the doctor.  Those visits are awkward enough without discussing odd nursing comments.  I do hope to see him again soon, and I might say something then.  But, flaming crepes, that bugged me. 

Garden update tomorrow.  We are being accousted by roma tomatoes. 

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