In my last blog I told you all I was supposed to go into the hospital to be induced last night, so you might be wondering why I'm on Ebaumsworld right now. It's a hilarious story! :)

(I resent the fact that there's really no way to convey sarcasm over the internet without pointing it out... but I digress.)

My family and I went out to dinner to have what I was assuming would be my last decent meal before the baby came. We left the restaurant (for inquiring minds, it was IHOP) a little before 7, which was when I had been instructed to call the hospital to confirm my coming in. So I called from the car. The woman on the other end told me, "Oh, someone should have called you! Linda (my doctor) decided you don't need the Cervicil (or whatever the hell), so she doesn't want you to come in until 7am tomorrow." 

OH! Okay, I'm glad someone could let me know that. So I've been stressing out and preparing all day, but I guess I'll just go home now and stress even more. And how would she know that I don't need it? She hasn't seen me in a week, anything could have happened since then!

I didn't go home right away, actually... my boyfriend Rob decided we should go see "Tropic Thunder" since we were right by the theater. That turned out to be a pretty good idea because laughing at the movie made me forget how disappointed/pissed I was about the hospital thing.

Well, as you may have been able to deduce by the fact that I'm typing this right now, I did NOT go in this morning either. Why? "There are no rooms open just yet. Try again at 7:30 or 8." It was 6am at the time of the call. I said, "Fuck it", had some cereal and went back to sleep for a little while. Rob called again at 7:30, but still no luck. She said, "We'll call you as soon as there's an opening." Rob didn't want to wait much more, so he called around 10. He tells me she said there might be a spot open around 1pm.

So now it's a little after 12:30 and I'm just waiting for a call. I really, really, REALLY, hope that this isn't any indication of how stressful and crappy it will be when I finally get a Goddamn room in this hospital. I'm already frazzled enough!

[UPDATE : Rob's just called them again (12:45)... "Call back at 3pm." MOTHERFUCKERS. Literally. This hospital is fucking the shit out of me, and not even in a good way.