On Base

I don't know why it takes me so long between journal entries.  I used to be so great! Now I am slight disappointed with myself.  But I need to make a goal to write more.

So a few months ago, our lease was up on our rental house and we were toying with the idea of moving on base.  We were so up in the air because I was the primary President and only been in that calling for 6 months.  We had talked to our bishop about it, in the event that we did move on base, he wouldn't be blindsided.  Especially since both of my counselors were moving out also.  We didn't feel any strong impression to move on base, and were completely fine staying in our home.  

A few weeks later, we started having issues with our landlord/rental company.  They were giving us trouble for our dogs and the grass being dead in the front yard.   So being fed up with them, we decided it wouldn't hurt to apply for base housing, and then make that decision once we crossed that bridge.  Also, during the 4th of July we had gone on base for the fireworks, and I just realized I have never felt like I've truly been an air force wife.  I wanted to!  So the following Friday, after the 4th of July, we had gotten all our paperwork ready and submitted to the housing office.  Expecting a few weeks to hear back from them, we were surprised by a phone call the following Monday with a house available and ready for move in in two weeks!! Zach went ahead and checked it out and we decided to act on it!!

I was super sad to let our bishop and ward know we were moving, but felt a great reassurance it was the right thing to do.  We moved on base July 31 and started our new ward, and it has been such a blessing!  The extra money that came in for the move is helping us pay for my new car registration and taxes.  And I was also called to serve as a young women's advisor!  I am super excited about that!  Zach has been able to get to know many men in the ward also serving in the Air Force and getting advice about going to school.  

I am excited about this part of our life and being able to meet new and young people in the same walk of life with us.  Such a blessing, and we are grateful that Heavenly Father got us where we need to be.

I finally had an appointment with an OB/GYN.   Apparently it takes 3 months to get an initial appointment around this place.  So frustrating.  I liked the Dr.  I had worked with her many times, but when I went in to my appointment she had no idea who I was.  I guess I look completely different with scrubs and a mask on.  Even when I told her who I was and how I knew her, she faked a realization of who I am. 

She prescribed me clomid.  Then sent me away to come back in 3 months.  So not only did she give me a RX for crying pills, she wasn’t going to monitor me to see if it was working.  Something did not sit right with me.  I felt like I wasn’t being listened to, and also felt left in the dark with some pills to shut me up. 

After talking to a friend that had gone through similar stuff, she told me how her dr monitored her with blood tests and ultrasounds during each cycle.  I needed that! 

I need to switch doctors. I do not need to be wasting my time.