Phew - crisis averted

M had a doctor's appointment on Wednesday and said she'd call afterwards. Wednesday night passed, but I figured she was busy with putting her kids to bed or something. I called T on Thursday afternoon to see if she'd heard from M, and she called me back and said she'd spoken to M's mother and M got home really late from her appointment and was exhausted, and that she was working all day Thursday. She said she would have M call T on Friday. Friday at 8 PM T called me and said she hadn't heard from M, and she was a little worried. But she also reiterated that M wasn't one of those warm, fuzzy, chatty Cathy birth moms and that she was hopeful to hear from her over the weekend. At this point, I started freaking out a little bit and having that sinking feeling in my chest and stomach that something was wrong. I started thinking I shouldn't have told anyone, I let myself get too excited, and of course this was going to fall through. Years of being an IF patient will do that to you.

At 9 PM T called back and said she was just drifting off to sleep when her phone rang and it was M. She said everything was fine, she was just tired and working and hadn't felt like talking. She asked if we still wanted to work with her - I wonder if maybe she was testing our commitment to her? Unfortunately she couldn't get a Friday doctor's appointment, and T thinks it is the Tuesday after Memorial Day. I kind of hope it's not that weekend, just because it's so hard to travel then. But, we'll make do. So for now, everything is fine and the crisis I was imagining in my overactive mind is averted.