Monday, April 13, 2009

Thank goodness I'm not afraid of needles....

So Friday came and I went to meet with my new official OB/GYN.

I need to be honest and state I haven’t had a real doctor in the longest time. My appointments tend to be rather last minute, and I always advise them that I would be content with seeing a Nurse Practitioner. This has never been a problem for me, the appointments don’t feel and different, so the only thing now is that I can say I am going to an MD.

The doctor and I talked for about 90 minutes. She reviewed everything I had read on WebMD, and showed me the results of the hormone screening. Apparently my need to track things is a good thing, since most couples will go months and months before wondering if something is wrong. My hormones are showing an odd shift, which means I really am truly diagnosed with PCOS. Based on my other history it seems like this may have always been the case, and now that we know we can work on things.

At this point in the conversation I had to bite my tongue to keep from asking her to just give me my prescription and get to the end of the story. And of course that’s when things didn’t go exactly how I had hoped.

When I was originally diagnosed with Diabetes in September of 2007 the NP I saw put me on medication to stabilize all that. She was adamant about avoiding insulin, which I was happy about. I have never had a problem with needles or blood, but I wasn’t looking forward to having to deal with all that.

Apparently that was just a reprieve for the last 18 months.

While my numbers look good, and are steadily improving, I have been referred to an endocrinologist to review my current state. And look in to putting me on insulin. Being diabetic can lead to an increase in heart defects for the fetus, and I don’t want to do anything to endanger our offspring. Add to this the possibility of multiples and the doctor pointed out that in the end I would have most likely been prescribed insulin for at least the first 8 weeks of my pregnancy, during the time when the organs develop, to make sure that everything developed normally. But until I get an all clear from endocrinology everything is on hold temporarily.

Lucky for me they called 20 minutes ago. Next available appointment is tomorrow at 7:30 am. I will be there ready to get to work on taking care of my system and preparing for taking care of a growing baby. Along with the possibility of insulin I am picking up multi-vitamins with folic acid so that I am getting the proper nutrients ahead of time for everything else as well.

Oh, and A has to go have a physical done. They want to make sure that there is nothing wrong on his end before we get too far along and realize that it was all for nothing. I’m officially 35, the age where apparently some invisible line is drawn. More things need to be checked, and I am more than willing to let them poke and prod as long as in the end there is a happy baby.

It’s all about the end result….

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