Wednesday, July 10, 2013
So, I drove two hours yesterday to go to the Planned Parenthood to get checked out. I go in, I do yet another pee test, wait for the results...it's negative. Again. So the person who called me back there listens to what all is going on and my concerns and says that I need to see an OB as soon as I can to get a blood test and get checked out because they don't have the ability to do blood tests there. That would have been nice to know when I made the first appointment when I SPECIFICALLY stated that I needed a BLOOD test. So she gives me some referrals and the first place I called was rude and barely spoke english and was like, well you HAVE to take another urine test and THEN the nurse will decide if I need a blood test or not. I'm going, I think I know my body better than your stupid rules do, and they couldn't see me that day anyway because they only have a morning clinic on Tuesdays and blah blah blah. So I lied and said I'd call back and hung up. I called this other clinic and they were on lunch at the time, so I'm like okay, I'll go do something for a few minutes and call back. So my fiance and I go somewhere for a few, decide to just go ahead and drive to the clinic and walk in and pray that they can see me. We go in and they're like we understand you live two hours away and need to be seen, but the appointment that you need would take at least a half hour and all that. So I go ahead and schedule an appointment for next Monday, which is the earliest that they had available with an ultrasound, because considering how far along I probably am, I really need to get one. So we set the appointment and left. On the drive back home, my fiance and I were talking and he said that I should probably call this other doctor that I haven't seen yet but his mom and one of my friends who works at the clinic recommends to get a blood test done. I give them a call and the doctor doesn't have any openings this week, but when I explained to the receptionist what was going on, she transferred me back to his nurse's phone. She wasn't at her desk, so I leave a voice mail. She calls back about an hour later, I tell her what's going on and what I'm needing and why. She said okay, let me talk to the doctor and I'll call you back. About 15 minutes after that, the phone rings again, and the doctor is ordering me a blood test without seeing me and I need to get to the clinic before they close. So I get in the car and drive another hour in the other direction, and make it just as they were getting ready to close. I get the blood draw and am on my way back home. I'll know the results Thursday. But at this point, I'm not going to hold my breath. I've been disappointed so many times that I just don't have any faith left. I'm considering that if this test comes back negative yet again, I'm just going to have a hysterectomy. I'm sick of the physical and emotional pains its caused me. So those are the main points on what happened yesterday. I left out some of the other things that happened like my fiance and I talking about possibly calling off the wedding for another couple years or just forgetting about what I want in a wedding and just go to the judge's chambers with only close family and friends and not having a reception to celebrate because pregnant or not, we really can't afford to have a wedding at all. I also left out the part where my future mother in law called to see how I was doing and she was like "oh, that's just so far away and that's such a long wait, blah blah blah." I'm like, I know, it's my body and it's my choice and I am NOT budging on seeing any doctors in the town where I live because as I disclosed in my last blog, THEY DON'T LISTEN! She called back a few minutes later and gave me a phone number for the same bloody place I said I was NEVER going to again in the same bloody town I said I would NOT see any more doctors. I'm like, yeah. Thank you SO much for listening. I know, her heart's in the right place. I just don't appreciate not being listened to all the time. Anyway, I have to go. I'm already late for work. Where I wish I didn't have to go. I whine every time the alarm goes off. Not because it woke me up, but because that means I have to go to a place that I hate more than life itself. Anyway, I'll keep you guys posted as I learn more. Sorry for the long rant.