Yesterday I had a nice talk with my principal/friend. She had watched my class while I was gone to the doctor for the ultrasound. When I got back, none of my students had asked me where I had gone, so I asked her what she had told my kids. She said that when they asked where I had gone, she told them that I had an appointment. When one of the kids said, "Like a doctor's appointment?" She said that I wasn't going to be gone long and doesn't it take long at the doctor's? She told them that there are many different kinds of appointments. Maybe I had an appointment to pick up something. We had a good laugh about it when I told her that I did pick up a syringe and needles! The kids never did ask me about my appointment, so I guess I'm off the hook this time.

My principal/friend was feeling down because she had just gotten her period. It was the last month she was giving herself to get pregnant before going to her gynecologist and asking for tests. She is concerned that, like her sister, she has endometriosis. She's almost 30 and she and her husband have been off birth control for 1 � years.

I told her that if she started going to the fertility doctor I might have to start watching her class while she was gone to appointments. She told me that she had already thought about that. Can you imagine the two of us trying to coordinate our doctor's appointments with work? We're trying to keep our infertility between the two of us, so we really don't want others to substitute for us! We each have small classes (7 students for her and 10 for me), so it really isn't that unreasonable for us to teach our own class and another for 40 minutes.

Last night at supper my husband told me that he had told his brother that we were seeing a specialist because we're trying to have kids. My husband figured he had better tell him, since he usually works with his brother at the greenhouses and he thought he was going to miss work this morning. Whenever my husband goes to the clinic he tells his brother that he's going to the doctor. But my husband doesn't want his brother to wonder why he keeps missing work so often.

I was worried about what what my husband had told his brother, so I questioned a little more. My husband got worried that I didn't want him to tell his brother. "No," I told him, "I understand that he should know. I just want to know how much you told him."

My fears were gone once my husband said that he told his brother that he doesn't want him to tell anyone, that he has only told their dad so far. I was glad about this. I don't mind if my sister-in-law (his pregnant wife) finds out, but I don't want her to tell everyone at church about our private business.

17 hours to go until IUI #3!