I Hate the Stirrups

I hate the stirrups. I never want to fully cooperate. It’s so violating to me, I’m sure I’m not alone. I don’t know why, but I hate the stirrups! They have never meant good news for me.  Just really glad I’m not shy, and even gladder (if that is a word) I have God. Anyway,back to the polyp that I came here for. When I was here last week they told me something about a polyp. I have no idea what that even is? Let’s find out:

According to the Advanced Fertility Center of Chicago:

“A polyp is an overgrowth of tissue in the lining (endometrium) of the uterus. The concept is similar to that of a skin tag – basically normal tissue, but growing in an abnormal formation.  Many polyps are very small (a few millimeters in diameter) and do not represent a compromise to reproductive capabilities. However, large polyps – or multiple polyps – can interfere with reproduction by causing infertility, or by increasing risks for miscarriage.”

All I want to know, is why am I just now hearing about it. Surely they saw this when they looked 2 months ago? Well we are here now. This is the present and evidently, this polyp is in the present.

Presently, I really want to use these opportunities to tell the story of the quest for the daughter who’s name keeps changing. But, there are new dynamics every week. Where this week I began really focused on where the “brown belles” are. Because obviously, the stereotype is that black women are super fertile, however somewhere there has to be one that visits this clinic, right? Maybe if I found her, that could take the edge off coming here.
And if no ‘new’ news popped up, that is what I hoped to uncover. But, as God would have it, all focus has shifted to the polyp.

So, I’m waiting for my doctor wondering what a “hydro-lighter” ultrasound is, I think that’s what the lady on the phone said when I called this morning , to say I was gonna be late. So, my next mission is to find out what that is. I hope this is not one of those times I was supposed to drink a ton of water first. I don’t remember. It’s all I can do to find out when and how to take this Metformin I got prescribed last week. Doctor is here now. Maybe if  I focus on writing this I won’t be thinking about what is going on, at the end of this table, just a thought.

As I was saying, I’m not a writer. I have written, but blogged never. Unless you count the blogging Patrik and I used to do on MySpace, but that was dumb. This is different. As I’m writing this, I’m thinking I’m really behind. I spent far too long not being in the knowledge of the truth about my reproductive health.  A woman experiencing a situation and sharing, hoping to find answers and friends. Those are the bottom lines. I am not a nurse, I am not a doctor & I hate blood! (LOL) So, I’m feeling behind because I always take notes at my appointments, especially for the words I’m not familar with like “uterine polyp”. What I am familar with is the way that they say it, like you know what the heck they are talking about, with no medical training. But, that is ok with me. I get real slick on them. I love the face a Reproductive Specalist makes when you whip out your $1 note pad and start hitting them with the questions.

My medical training is a search engine and the notes. I just want to be able to share & learn my way thru this experiance,  to end at  the wonderful result of  a beautiful daughter.  Ann Elise Lexington, that’s her name this week. And, even though my husband will hate it, it has a nice ring to it. I’m day dreaming. The usual.

Low Thyroid?!? Low thyroid. Thyroid hormone. What???  Why did he just say I need a thyroid hormone, in the middle of my daydream? Ruined my whole train of thought. I can’t even tie that into my storyline, because he didn’t tie it in to anything, he just hit me over the head with it…did he just slide that in there on me? Does this mean more pills? I haven’t even Googled the heck out of the last meds, or found any results for “hydro-lighter” ultrasound.

In breaking polyp news: wait a dang minute…surgery? Did he just say surgery? Why does it take 10 mins to examine you and 5 to turn your life upside down with these terms and words you don’t even understand? It appears as though I will be even farther behind in my “medical researh” of Metformin, what Metformin does, Low Thyroid, Thyroid hormones, and my favorite…side effects of said Thyroid Hormone, sure to include your friend and mine – HOT FLASH! But, that reaserch with that will have to yield while I continue the new and fresh obessesion with  searching the internet for “polyp” till he dies.

Till next Time,

“Uterine Polyps Can Cause Infertility or Miscarriage” Advanced Fertility Center of Chicago,  1996–2010 Web. August 8,2010

3 thoughts on “I Hate the Stirrups”

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  2. It’s better to have yourself been checked first prior having a plan of conceiving to avoid pregnancy complications that might been hard for you during your pregnancy stage. Theres nothing to be ashame of in fact you just need to be honest and tell what you really feel for the medical team will make a discreet information about your health status and record.

  3. Hi JJ! Thanks so much for writing and srhaing where you are in your journey! Your story breaks my heart and yet gives me great hope, in the fact that God is the God of hope, healing and restoration. Even if things don’t end up the way you would want and they way God would want, he will use even this situation for the good of those who love him! That means you! I will be praying for you and your hubby right now! Please know you are not alone. Believing in the hope and healing God can and will provide! Blessings to you, Kate

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