Last week I had an impossible amount of blood drawn. Even the lab technician, who looked like she was sixteen and nervous, cheerfully commented on the number of vials: “Wow! Your doctor is having you tested for everything!”. She commented on this just as cheerfully as she commented on her difficulty finding a vein, as I closed my eyes and tried to disguise just how terrified I was.
So the blood was drawn, all six vials. Yesterday my doctor’s office called me to tell me that all was well, minus a vitamin B12 deficiency. Vitamin B12, most commonly found in meat. I can only assume that this is a near-lifetime of vegetarianism catching up with me. So yesterday afternoon, I dissolved the first sugary B12 supplement under my tongue. With the multivitamin I was also instructed to take, I’m now taking two daily pills/supplements. Slightly foreboding, seeing as this really is just the beginning of the beginning.
In other news, my doctor e-mailed me later that afternoon to say that the fertility clinic referrals had been made.