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Doctor Visit Day May 23, 2005

My kitty and I both had doctor’s appointments today. I had to take Dixie back to the vet to have her thyroid levels rechecked again since they came back borderline hypothyroid last time. She’s gained another 2 pounds for a total of 4 since her radioactive iodine treatment. She’s up to a whopping 11 pounds now. It’s a good thing, but I’m afraid that it means that she’s hypo. We should get her T4 results back tomorrow.

I had an appointment with my OB/GYN today. I scheduled it a couple of weeks ago assuming that our FET would end in another BFN and that our new RE would want new blood work. Obviously, both assumptions were correct. If I go through my OB/GYN the b/w is covered by insurance, so it made the hour and a half wait surrounded by preggos, most of whom were much younger than me, worth it.

My OB/GYN’s nurse is starting to hate me. As soon as she saw me she said “Oh, no. Not you again.” She knows that anytime I walk through the door that she’s going to have to fill out a crap load of blood work orders. I told her that it was most likely the last time I would bother her. I think she was relieved.

I had my Cystic Fibrosis and HIV 2 tests, two tests that my old RE didn’t require, done today, and I got orders for my day 3 FSH, LH, and E2 tests. I also managed to finagle orders for my husband’s communicable blood tests from my OB/GYN so he wouldn’t have to make a separate appointment with his doctor.

I have to say that I think I fared better with the blood draw than my kitty. Of course I have more practice, so it’s no surprise. It broke my heart to hear my poor kitty bellowing at the top of her lungs while they drew her blood. I think she’s already forgotten about it, though. She’s at least forgiven me, because she’s curled up in my lap at this very moment.

I’m feeling a little better about this upcoming cycle now that I’m actually doing something. Little things like getting blood tests done and filling my birth control pill prescription feel like sticking my toes back in the water. Sure the water is freaking cold, but hopefully by the time the real stuff comes along I’ll be a tad more acclimated.

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1. Julianna - May 23, 2005

Yes, the water is always so cold in the beginning and then before we know it, we are swimming underwater with ease.

I am glad that you are feeling hopeful.

I hope your kitty gets better.

2. dawn - May 24, 2005

I think that nurse deserves a slap - a hard one!