Well, thank God...the shrink just called to see if I needed an appointment. It's like she was reading my mind.
She's a pretty good therapist as therapists go. She helps me sort through all of the shit in my life and it's been really nice to talk to someone about family and the miscarriage stuff that I've gone through.
So I ended up making an appt for 5:30 today. She's always curious to hear about what's going on with us in the infertility department.
At this point I have to draw a chart with what we're doing and what we've done.
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