continued indecision, with new data

Now gosling has demystified for me why I was having the uneasy feeling that it's too late to shop around for an OB: many doctors won't take a new patient past the 6 month mark, based on disapproval of how the patient's previous doctor has "managed" the pregnancy up to that point. Hurmph. Seems to me that these doctors have an overly inflated view of the role they play in the whole process. Anyway, I should not get too attached to the idea of switching, as I might be disappointed.

Acclaim all around for the wonderful Dr. Beth at Mt. Auburn. If she were at BI, I'd be clamoring to be her patient, as she does sound pretty cool. But, she's at Mount Auburn. I think a lot of people choose Mount Auburn because they live in Cambridge and it's tremendously convenient for them, but that's not relevant to me. But, a really good doctor might be enough of an attraction. But, Michelle said that they suck. But, how representative is that one incident with the heating pad-- surely they can't screw up all the time?

Hmm, should at least try to talk to Dr. Beth on Monday. Hopefully that will clarify things.

lazy or pregnant?

I had thought that if I got my nose above water at work before November 2, I'd call the New Hampshire Kerry office and see if they needed any light office work done. I love working at political campaigns as long as they don't try to get me to do phone bank. Hanging out with other people who care is cool.

Well, now my nose is well above water at work. Semantic priming task: ugly hacked code ripped out and replaced with shiny new C++ objects, which went surprisingly smoothly. Issue with router: side-stepped. Collaborator in Wales: not co-operating, so if his stuff isn't working... well, I've done what I can do.

But now all I want to do is sleep, eat, and watch baseball. I don't want to deal with Kerry staffers and I don't want to drive to NH and I don't want to hear any more about this election except in very small doses until we find out how it turns out. I feel the need to crawl into a cozy burrow and gestate. I've been spending a lot of time over the past few days just taking it easy, sleeping in and so forth... not that there's anything wrong, specifically, that I can identify, but just feeling the need to pull back from the world and avoid stress.

Damnit, given my interests, getting pregnant in an election year was really really bad timing.