It's a phone call, seriously

So today I called the financial office at the hospital to make sure that I had approval to proceed with the IVF cycle. Of course, she had to call me back later. I mean, it was only 11am, after all - she did only have since LAST Wednesday to get this approval (which takes minutes, literally). I digress. She called me back at 2:00 to let me know that we were all set. I told her that I would then call the IVF planner and let her know (as the planner had requested the last time we spoke), so that after weeks of waiting, I could finally find out what my plan would be. She assured me that she would notify her. Right.

I called the planner anyway and left her a message. I don't think that the phone actually rings into her office when you call. I think it must just go directly into a voice mail because she has never picked up the phone.

I wait patiently, all afternoon for the call. Nada.

Instead, after I am home and upstairs changing into my comfy clothes, which I look forward to every day, all day long, (it was official when I weighed myself on Sunday that I have gained 15 lbs since my wedding and all of my clothes are uncomfortably tight - but that's a post in and of itself) that my cell phone rang inside my gigantic handbag and I tore down the stairs only to look at the number, see that it wasn't the doctors office and miss the call.

Turns out, it is the fertility pharmacy calling to complete the order that they had received from my RE, who was too busy to call ME and let me know what meds I would be starting and when.

A 15 minute phone call and $700 in co-pays later, I should receive a brown box on Wednesday stuffed with a weeks worth of Lupron, 2400 IU's of Follistim, a vial of Ovidrel, 90 day supply of Endometrin suppositories (3/day-ICK) and a prescription for Hydrocodone (I assume for post retrieval crampies). Now, if I don't receive a call back from the RE's office, I will have no idea when to start taking any of the aforementioned crap - but I am hoping that I will hear from them tomorrow. I would think that they are plenty sick of hearing from me and would want to get me off their back :-)

$700 is quite a bit more than I was thinking we would have to fork out for meds. Of course, it is better than the $3500 that it would cost if we had no insurance, so I have to keep that in mind. But man, that put a nice dent in the savings. Not to mention the $2500 that we will have to pay up front when I go in for my first blood work and ultrasound. It will all be so worth it in the end, it really will because we are only going to have to do this once... right?

God I hope so.