I went to the dr yesterday for my post op appointment. It took all of 5 minutes, he asked me questions and mushed on my belly. It was an intern that I saw last visit since it wasn't a "real" visit with the re. I go back next month for the test results from 2 weeks ago (they didn't have any back he checked) and talk about the next step we take. I am ready for that appointment. I think Tim and I are starting to heal. I guess when you are so used to disappointment you just don't take as long to begin the healing process. Also Tim is going to start a new job. We are buying a Fed Ex truck and route that he is going to start driving. He has always wanted to do that. They say in everything bad there is a reason and a blessing. I think the blessing in losing this baby is that we are not strapped down by having to keep his insurance now. Now don't get me wrong we both wanted this baby and he would gladly stay put where he is to have had this child, but they say everything happens for a reason so I am saying this is it. So, now we don't have to move YEA! and I have wanted to bring a baby home to this house since we bought it. I have everything visualized in my mind for a nursery and I already have bought the bedding (I  bought it before I lost the first baby). I also have a very crafty and talented friend that is going to paint the nursery for me whenever that time comes. We have also decided to look into the adoption process just to see how everything works. We are going to do some testing at the re but I have always entertained the idea of adoption even before I met my husband. So that is all I have to report for now.