It occurred to me today that I have not posted on this here blog in quite some time. For those of you not aware, my dear daughter turned out to be just fine. Since my last post she has had numerous trips to doctors, specialists, and the wholey hell that is the ER for various medical reasons that I shall not expound upon here, but she is fine. My poor little daughter has had more tests and procedures in her short little life than I had in the 27 years before I started trying to get pregnant with her. I feel for her, and I have many new found annoyances with the medical community and there oh so over the top fears of litigation that often lead to unnecessary tests.

And stepping beyond my dear daughter, I have recently found myself at the center of my own mini medical drama. I received a phone call from my employer today informing me that I was exposed to TB while at work and pregnant. I was exposed for a good long time as well. This, does not a happy camper make. I was ready to hand in my resignation right then and there. Alas, I will not. What I will do is beg for the blood test instead of the skin test so as not to expose the poor babe through my milk supply. And then, I will pray. I will pray that I do not end up on a cocktail of meds that leaves me unable to continue to nurse my beloved daughter.

I have been doing far too much praying that (insert medical drama of the hour here) turns out negative lately. Seriously.

Alas, an apple a day does not always keep the doctor away

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