Off I go

April 27, 2009

I'm trying to get myself mentally prepared for an OB/GYN appointment that I have Thursday morning. I'm really dreading it. I'm afraid that I'm going to be flooded with emotion and I won't be able to control it. It's just one of those things I'm going to have to suck it up and do. Both Jeremy and I have a lot of questions for the doctor. This is a new doctor too, so that should be interesting. Because the OB who started following me when I was pregnant with Harper was associated with the first hospital I was at, I didn't really have a regular OB through the end because I had to go to UMC where they could treat my disease. This new doctor is associated with UMC. Jeremy and I decided that 1) if we decide to try to get pregnant and 2) are lucky enough to actually get pregnant again, I would want to deliver at the hospital where all my care could be coordinated - OB/GYN, GI, and surgeon. My surgeon has recommended that I have a c-section if I were to get pregnant, but it scares me to be cut open when the lay of the land has changed internally. Like I said, lots of questions.

The Flagyl Dr. T started me on has been helping a little bit, but I'm still having some pelvic pain that is really bothersome. I will probably call her tomorrow or Wednesday and ask about the results of the biopsy. I'm interested to know if I do in fact have pouchitis or not.

An encouraging piece of information, if it happens to be true: Dr. N told me when I saw him on Thursday that he had heard there was a new surgeon at UMC who specializes in pouches. That's something else I'm going to need to investigate. Wow, that would be awesome. Not that I don't already feel luck to have Dr. T who is a colo/rectal specialist. I've always felt really blessed with the doctors I've had.

This evening was a relaxing, enjoyable one. Jeremy and I went out to dinner with another couple who are good friends of ours. (A couple of years ago we took the train from Tucson to LA with them over Thanksgiving weekend - what a BLAST!) We had a leisurely two and a half hour meal. That's the way to do it! But now I'm tired - I don't usually do the weeknight get togethers any more. So it's time for bed. Off I go . . .