I hate going to the dr. They deem it in your best interest to ask intensely personal questions in order to give you care. Most of which have nothing to do with the reason I came for. I know they are only trying to assess your health and well-being, but it's still irritating. Tomorrow I go to see my dr for multiple reasons. I've been debating if I should just present them with a list of the things ailing me, because I've got a list really. The main reason is to address the constant cramping I've had in my uterine area for almost two weeks now. It's been driving me crazy because it is not normal. This is also the reason that freaks me out the most of all, because you mention any problem down under and the next thing you know your legs are in stirrups and she's applying freezing cold jelly in an area few people see. I'm awfully glad my doctor is a she, because it is terribly awkward with a male down there casually talking to you about the shape of your cervix like you can see it too. Getting examined isn't even the worst part, it's what they may find when the tests come back.
Of course, I'm fearing the worst. I expect the hormones from birth control have brought destruction upon my reproductive organs. Though I'm sure I'm being utterly silly and paranoid. I will be happy to know that everything is functioning normally down there. In the benefit of the doubt, I shall stay positive. On the other hand, I have a feeling my dr. is going to brush off my concerns for why we haven't gotten knocked up yet because we haven't been trying for a complete year. I may still request some hormone level tests just to see where I am. We're beginning cycle nine of all natural baby making. I hope and pray we can make a baby without any medical intervention.
I pray it is just my uterus being a drama queen.
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