This may be a little TMI for some people…
I went to the gynae for my annual check up this morning (although in my case its more like every other year), I have now found one who is around the corner from me AND he’s contracted in, so I don’t have to fork out cash up front! Win!
Apart from the exam being an uncomfortable one – and my Glugster actually commented on how quick it is considering the fuss made about it – it was all routine. If I don’t hear from the doctor then there’s nothing to worry about. And he’s made a note for me to go for another mammogram next year when I go for my check up again.
Then because I’m going to be for… Because I’m going to be fort… Because I’m having a milestone birthday in about a month, he did an internal ultrasound and get this – my ovaries have shrunk! So much so he actually battled to find them!!!
We had already chatted about mine and my Glugster’s fertility adventures, so I know my FSH levels are ridiculously low and my rate of “attrition” for egg loss every month is very high, but I’ve lost so many eggs my ovaries have shrunk! The doc said he’d rather have that than cysts or endometriosis, so its not a bad thing… It was just a bit of a punch in the gut considering how my next birthday is looming LARGE in my mind.
He may as well have said, “Yup, you’re officially past it.”
I mean, I can do something about my weight, I can colour my hair, I can work on my fitness… But my girly bits shrivelling up on me makes me a little teary-eyed.
Apart from absolutely and finally closing the book on mine and my sweethearts’ chances of a baby miracle, it just makes me feel really OLLLD…