More Doctors

It's been another day full of doctor appointments today. One of them was mine, though. I went to get treated today, and while I was there, I showed the medical assistants the previous 3-D sonogram pictures of the baby. They oohed and aahed and then, five to one, predicted that we will be having a boy. So, it was a good visit. The only sad thing is that I was seated next to a thirteen-year-old girl who was going to be in her infusion for six hours; she has lupus.

I drove home, picked up the Girl, and we raced to Annapolis (with a brief stop for coffee for me). I hadn't even had time for lunch. When we arrived, I learned that we arrived half an hour early. It looks like I would have had time for lunch. Oh well. She did the non-stress test, and our baby passed with flying colors... eventually. The little one doesn't like to sit still for any period of time. Could this possibly be my baby, maybe? Any chance? Heh.

After that, we had the sonogram, which was awesome. The baby yet again proved that it is our child. This time, said child took after Jessie by giving me the finger! We're going to have our hands full in September, I think.

After that appointment, we drove home, with a brief stop to Chipotle. On the way there, the car in front of us shielded some road debris, which I drove over full force. The car is two weeks old, and this incident caused one of the most rattling, scary sounds I've ever heard come from the undercarriage of a car. We stopped on the side of the road, I checked the car, and it appears that the damage underneath is only cosmetic; at least I hope it is. Again, fortunately, nothing collided with the car's exterior, and so I don't have major repairs to make two weeks into owning it. Whew! Seriously, though, it sounded as if a force emerged from the center of the earth to drive a hole straight through my car. When stars die, they don't make sounds as awful. The sound was second only to the sounds I made on December 31, 2008.

At least Chipotle was tasty!