My one task for the day after the amazing wait in the clinic was to activate my referral and schedule that pelvic ultrasound. It took far more fuss than it should have (three calls to Tricare, two to the clinic and one to the hospital) but it only took three hours, which is better than the clinic.

At 0830 tomorrow morning, I get to see my innards on an ultrasound screen at the local (civilian) hospital. Hopefully they'll let me have copies of the pictures so I can be almost as amusing as Chuck affixing copies from his heart ultrasound to birth announcements ("It's A Girl!" -- and yes, I have a copy of one) and distributing them.

Back to trying to catch some more sleep while the AC's going full blast. Also must find the PT sweatpants as my jeans are now too tight despite being a size larger than my actual size. *sigh*

EDIT 2 JUL 03: The machine was positioned in a way that I couldn't see very much and the technician wasn't talkative, so I have no idea if anything interesting showed up on the ultrasound. I'll find out on the 17th, I guess. I'm set for leaving the house with my pants fastened since I found a pair of shorts Amy picked up for me when I was pregnant with Laurel.