Yesterday morning, like an idiot, I ate shit on the ice outside my apartment. I fell on my ass. And then, like an idiot, I called my doctor's office just to make sure I didn't need to be worried. I was just looking for a little reassurance.

Well, I didn't get it.

The nurse insisted that I come into the office for a "quick" check of everything. I explained to her that it is finals week and could we please postpone the visit until tomorrow? Apparently, she has forgotten what it is like to be in school, because she lectured me about the importance of getting this whole thing checked out.

So, they squeezed me in at ten for a "quick" check. I had to miss some work (in spite of impending deadlines) to run to the OB. Then I waited. At about 10:45, the midwife finally saw me. I told her that I felt fine, the baby was moving, everything was great. I was simply an idiot. After checking me out, she explains that the really need to do a "quick" blood test and ultrasound. (Did I mention it is finals week?) She was going to talk to the sonogram tech and see if they could squeeze me in "real quick."

The midwife comes back to report that the sonogram tech is completely booked for today. (Sweet, I think. Maybe I can come back when it isn't finals.) Instead, they are going to set up an appointment for me at some private ultrasound place. She assured me that it would be "real quick."

So I go talk to some administrator who is going to set up this appointment. She gets on the phone with this woman and sets up the whole appointment. When she gets off the phone she tells me, "Your appointment is at 1:30." Um. My final starts at 1:15. Alright. Whatever. I'll call my professor. But I gotta get back to work. I'll just make a quick stop at the lab.

Quick. Had I not yet learned my lesson? I get to the lab and the tech looks at my lab order and says, "Oh, we don't do that test here. You'll have to go to a hospital that takes your insurance to get the blood drawn." Are you freaking kidding me?

Whatever. The hospital is attached to the office building for my doctor, so I head over. Apparently, the lab can't do my work until I've been admitted to the hospital's outpatient thing. So I sat around in admitting for twenty minutes filling out paperwork.

I got back to work at noon and tried desperately to get all my work done before my 1:30 ultrasound appointment. I didn't even come close.

I went in for the ultrasound (after drinking four glasses of water) and was told that they were running a little behind schedule. Did I mention I'm five months pregnant and had recently drank four glasses of water? About 2:15, they finally got me in to ultrasound.

Guess what? Everything is fine. It took me a split second to fall on my ass and all freaking day to get it taken care of.

Every person to whom I said, "I have a final today," looked at me like I was insane. One actually told me, "This is much more important. I'm sure your professor will understand." Have you been to college? You can get away with a lot (especially when you are pregnant), but bailing on the final?

By the time I was done with my appointment, the final exam was over. The professor was nice enough to let me do it from home today, but I'll lose points for it being late.

I'm such an idiot. Between my clumsiness and the Missouri Public Works, I'm doomed. Today, I feel like I was in a car accident. I'm mostly just achey all over.

But it's still finals week and I have a lot to do. I better go.