To tell the truth, the full truth

I went to the "conventional" doctor today. I figured it was high time to get everything checked out internally, make sure there isn't something wonky preventing me from conceiving. And I lied. In great detail. About how Chris and I have been trying for a year to get pregnant. All I wanted was a referral to a gynecologist, but most doctors won't bother exploring fertility options until you've been trying a full year. So I lied.

After hearing my sob story, the doctor decided that any ol' gyno wouldn't do, she was going to send me straight to the regional fertility clinic for a full work-up - accompanied by all her lie-filled notes she so diligently took.

Now I wait for an appointment, one I'm surely stealing from a much more deserving woman who actually has been trying for a year. But, as bad as I feel, I'm not so honourable (or foolish) that I'm willing to give up this appointment. I will simply go in and ask for a basic internal exam and be on my way - with plenty of time left over for them to help the next hopeful candidate...