My calendar said my appointment was today at 11am. I for some reason was thinking 1pm. The calendar was right. Whoops. But the new doctor’s office was so nice about it and got me in anyway. That was a relief, since I bet it’d have been a disaster at the old place. After the first mention that I was late, no one said another word about it (until I apologized to the nurse).
Not only did I get to have the nurse’s appointment I was scheduled for, but she sensed our anxiety and got the doctor to come in and see us! Dr. K did an ultrasound, all looked good so far, and then she spent a long time talking to us about what happened, my fears, and what to expect. I couldn’t believe it – we didn’t even have an appointment with her. And I’ll still get to see her again next Friday.