Tuesday, April 20, 2004

I went to the Reproductive Endocrinologist yesterday. After I got home, I realized that it felt like a weight had been lifted off of my shoulders. Partly because of the ease of my doctor. She really listened to me, then she ended up agreeing with my little self-diagnosis. "Sounds like endo. We'll do a laparoscopy and check it out." PLUS, because it is technically checking for the endometriosis, not fertility, insurance will cover it. I just feel so much better. Even if this doesn't result in me getting pregnant, at least I will feel like I am on an even playing field as most other women. That's kind of how I felt when I first went on anti-depressants. "I might not get happy, but at least I have as good a chance as other people."

Couple of thoughts (maybe "Too Much Information" for some, so watch out):

1) Most of the other women in the waiting room looked perplexed and their husbands looked uncomfortable, so Jason and I fit right in.

2) I've never had a female doctor be an actual female before. I've always had male doctors, and never thought twice about it. A doctor is a doctor, no matter what sex. Besides, I thought, a male ObGyn has to look at vaginas all day, so mine is no different than anyone else's. However, I found that I was a lot more relaxed with a female doctor. I had an internal ultrasound done. With a male doctor, I would have been physically uncomfortable (from the slight pain) and a little embarrassed. But with this female doctor, I was just uncomfortable. It's not a pleasant experience in any regard, but it does help a little to have the embarrassment taken off.

3) I've never had Jason go with me to a doctor's appointment before, because I am a big strong independent woman and don't need him, etc. etc. But I found that having him there, just sitting out in the waiting room, was comforting.

Anyway, that's that.

Jason really spoiled me for my birthday (which is Thursday, by the way, Happy Birthday to Moi). He got me the complete Far Side Collection (which I have been drooling over since Christmas) and XM Satelite Radio for my car! I don't know if you guys have tried this, but it is incredible. It's like 200 channels, commercial-free, and you can listen to absolutely anything you want. He's had it for several months and I am addicted to it. My favorite is the 90's station (they have every decade from the 40's to now). I like it because they play all the crap that I remember from my high school days, but radios don't play anymore. Oh sure, radio stations play the "hits" from the 90's, like "Smells Like Teen Spirit" or Hootie and the Blowfish songs. But do they play "Do You Really Want Me" by Salt-N-Pepa? NO. "Round and Round" by Tevin Campbell? NO. But XM does. They play every random song that you can remember. I am constantly startling Jason by yelling "OHMYGOSHITOTALLYFORGOTABOUTTHISSONG!" Now I can yell it by myself in my own car.


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