I got a call from my OB's office on Wednesday, telling me that I needed to go to a different location for my appointment on Thursday. This ruined my day. Going to the Dublin office means a quick stop at my chiropractor (needed after Texas), a visit to my favorite cupcake shop, and a desperate need to stop at my ink-cartridge refilling place.
So we make the longer trip to the Columbus office, and stop at the ink place down there to find it not open yet. We go to the OB's office to find out that it wasn't this appointment that they were supposed to tell me had moved, it was a month from now. So not only are we at the wrong place, but we have to do this all again in a month. We get our 10 minutes in with the nurse practitioner, instead of my OB who is up in Dublin, where I wanted to be. I grumpily buy some orange juice and something sweet from the cafe downstairs, and curse the name of the woman that called me the day before. "You made me miss my cupcake!! Why!!!" On a related note, I passed my gestational diabetes test with flying colors. :)
This whole ordeal really ruined my day.
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