PP visit today
I finally saw my peri for my pp visit. He couldn't fit me in at six weeks, and he's only in town every other week, because he works out of three different hospitals. I guess I was hoping for some magic answer during today's visit, because I've been counting the days. While it wasn't bad, it wasn't particularly helpful.
I still have no sign of AF. He told me to sit it out through November, and then call him if there's still no sign. He would help me get an appt. with the RE, so I could maybe get one in three months instead of six (the RE I used to see left the practice last spring, so they are shorthanded.) My guess is that they would put me on BCPs at that time, and while I don't relish the thought of pumping another hormone into my screwed up body right now, at least it would be some action. And I'm all about action. I thought maybe he would just make that decision today, but no dice.
If I do get AF before the end of November, he told me to sit out two cycles in order to make sure my uterine lining is in optimum condition for implantation. The opinion on this position seems to be mixed, but a m/c right now would be devastating, so I'm afraid to go against his opinions. If after that I don't get pg after three cycles, call him and he'll get me an appt. with the RE for a consult.
My blood pressure is still very erratic after the preeclampsia, and he said we just have to give it time (which I don't feel like I have right now.) Because of this prolonged effect, would definitely be in the high risk group for preeclampsia if I do get pg again, plus it would increase my chances of GD. Especially when combined with my age (I'll be 40 in July.) Goody.
So, I'm not really any farther than I was yesterday. I don't know what I expected--I know it was just a pp visit--but I'm just so worried about this. To me, the fact that I got pregnant at all, not to mention pg with the baby girl I've dreamed about since I was about, oh, 10 years old, was nothing short of a miracle. It's hard for me to just *trust* that everything will fall into place and it will happen again, but with a positive result. And I can't really deal with people saying to me "don't worry, it will happen." The truth is, NO ONE knows what will happen, and plenty of perfectly lovely people never end up with the child/children they long for. I know it's just people who care about me wanting to make me feel better, but it makes me feel more alone, because I feel like I'm facing these fears on my own.
Sorry to be so blunt, but I'm a person who needs to know facts and be given information.
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Love,
Julie
Mommy to
Brian, 12/25/02
Brady, 01/19/07
M/C, 01/04
Angel Baby Ella Lorine,
diagnosed Trisomy 13, born at 35 weeks, with us for six precious hours, 08/31/05
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