April and I assumed that part of the pregnancy confirmation ritual is getting a blood test. At home, you pee on a stick. At the doctor, they draw blood.
After we returned from San Diego, we scheduled an appointment with our primary care physician. She was reassuring, knowledgeable, and had first hand pregnancy advice. One of the concerns she raised was the possible Rh factor mismatch between mother and baby. April's blood type is A positive so we had no reason to worry.
After we concluded the appointment, we went to the blood lab to get a pregnancy test and confirm April's blood type. The tech didn't see April's name in the system but kindly offered to go ahead and draw a sample. 10 minutes later, the test order had still not arrived. The tech became concerned and asked us to verify the order without revealing that the tech carried out an unauthorized procedure. This was complicated by the fact that April had a hole in her arm and was wearing a bandage.
April and I returned to visit our doctor and played dumb. "Did you want us to get a blood test?" we asked. "No, you took a home test which is very reliable and April has her blood type from the Red Cross. You don't want to get needled for no reason" she replied. No, we wouldn't want that.
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