Time to Get Back in the Saddle
Ok, so I’ve taken time to heal physically and mentally. Now it’s time to get back into life. Or, well, be thrown into it, one or the other.
Gage is sick. Through an after-hours, over-the-phone diagnosis, the pediatrician on call at Gage’s pediatrician’s office thinks that it’s strep. Yay! Can I say just how thrilled I am to know that I have even the slightest chance of having strep again? (Third time, if I catch it.) Would you believe me if I said I would rather piss in the wind? (Well, that would probably be more threatening if I were male, but you get the point.)
Anyway, I’m fine at the moment, but the poor kid isn’t. Fever, swollen things, and a half-hour of thinking that he would have to go to the ER (temp. of 104° F) have him wishing he could just go to sleep and wake up when it’s all over. I’m keeping the tylenol to him until his appointment in the morning.
I wish that I could say that he is the only one in pain in this house, but I can’t. Jeremy had two wisdom teeth removed last Wednesday and he is still in pain. Ok, get this… the man had six wisdom teeth! He had the normal four and then, on the bottom, he had one on each side that was coming in sideways toward his other teeth.
Anyway, they pulled the two on the bottom left. The roots of one of them were hooked around a nerve and his lip stayed numb for several days. Most of that numbness has worn off and he spends most of his day in pain. I’m not sure, but I think an infection has set in. I hope not, but I don’t think he should still be hurting like this.
As for me, I went back to my doc for a post-op checkup and he seems to think that I’m doing fine. I figured that he’d want to take a look in there to make sure, but he didn’t. I’m not hurting anymore, so I’m not jumping to have him back in there if I can avoid it.
That was the last time that I will be seeing him. I do believe that I have found my new OB/GYN, one that will listen while I talk and who, I think, really has my best interest at heart. I just wish he didn’t mumble half the time.
As for trying again, I have to wait six weeks, then go see a perionatologist in Peoria about getting my blood sugars into a good enough range. Once he/she says that I can start trying again, I have to go back to my OB to discuss whether I need to use Clomid again. Once I conceive again, I will need to see the perionatologist several times throughout the pregnancy to make sure that everything is going well.
However, my new doc says that my current blood sugar levels and my last A1c test results indicate that I am at no higher risk for a problem pregnancy than the normal woman. He also says that it shouldn’t take long for the perionatologist to say that I can start trying again. I’m hoping to get the green light in Feb. or March.
Talking about trying again is still a little hard and scary. I am trying so hard to look forward and everything, but there is still a little part of me crouched in the corner, doing everything it can to remind me that it could happen again. I hope that I can have it silenced by the time I get permission to start trying again. I’m trying.
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