Fed up with Dr. Popcorn Fart

After round 4, I left my OB’s office at my witts end. I was supposed to do another round of 100mg of Clomid and come back on day 30 of my cycle. This is ridiculous! NOTHING is happening! I still don’t even know what’s wrong with me! A couple of our closest friends had recommended a fertility specialist at UVM Medical Center who had left and opened his own practice called Northeastern Reproductive Medicine (NRM). On the fly, emailed them and asked if I needed a referral. To my surprise the Doctor himself had responded to me directly and asked when I wanted to come in. I called that afternoon and scheduled an appointment. Appointment day approaches and Jay & I are like 2 kids in a candy store. We arrive at the location after driving way past it at first and we were impressed with the building itself. Brand new, something you would see in a city. We pushed the command to bring us up to floor 3 and here we were… about to embark on a new journey! We were greeted with kindness the moment we walked in the door. After handing the secretary my insurance card she looked at me and said “everything we offer here is covered by your provider, you are lucky as that isn’t usually the case!” A sigh of relief to say the least! We say at a hightop looking through a huge glass wall overlooking Lake Champlain in the distance. There were other couples coming and going which made Jay and I feel that much more comfortable… I guess the saying goes “misery likes company!” “Jennifer” the nurse says. Here we go Jay! We are put into a small diamond shaped room, Jay and I were checking out the ceiling tiles and designer glass window while we awaited the shadow of the doctor to approach. He comes in, full of confidence and cheer. We knew from the moment we met him that this was meant to be…