Busy Day

This morning started with me feeling the hungriest I’ve felt all this pregnancy and like I could drink for a week solid and still not feel that my thirst had been quenched and why? Because I had been told that I was not allowed to take in any foods or fluids that weren’t plain tap water as today was the day of my GTT.

My appointment at the hospital was at 10:15am and when I got there all seemed well but then time just ticked on and nobody had called my (or anyone else’s) name. It turns out that a lady that was due for her GTT was terrified of needles and actually passed out so the nurses and midwives had to check her over and make sure that she was all ok, thankfully she was!

Things started moving after that and I was called in for my first blood draw about 45 minutes later. The nurse found a good vein which spurted blood when struck but then it seems that she might have missed it as the blood just wasn’t getting into the vial without some needle wiggling … joy!

After all three vials were finally drawn I had to drink this weird tasting sugar syrup – it was disgusting! but I got it down me as quickly as I could and was then led out to sit and wait for the necessary two hours with a midwife visit in the middle to break up the wait.

I wasn’t called by the midwife until an hour and three-quarters later but she was lovely and she checked my pee sample, gave me some anti-D, checked my fundal measurements which are a little on the higher side but still within in the expected range, had a feel for where our little one was laying and checked his heartbeat. Everything was perfect from what she could tell and after a little conversation it was also confirmed that I have SPD and they have said that I can be sent for physio if I want. I’ve told them that I’m going to see how I get on but that if it gets any worse that I’ll mention it to my local midwife and get the ball moving on that.

Then I got called in for my final blood draw and after that it was time to grab something to eat!

When we got home I started on writing some more letters for some new pen pals and I wrote out a reply to the first one that I have received which I’ll pop a little post about later.

It was then time to pick Soph up from school to come home for an hour before going back to school for parents evening. I was a little worried about speaking with the teacher because I panic that I don’t do enough to help Soph succeed but from what was said, she is excelling in every topic so I couldn’t be prouder!

All in all, it’s been a busy one and felt a bit non-stop … I think I’m set for bed 🙂

How has your day been?

Hope it’s been a good one!

Deb xox

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Could The Doctor Be Wrong?

This is something that I have been thinking about this week. I feel kind of stupid for thinking it in a way because a doctor is a well-educated person who cares about their patients and fixing things for them, right? They want to investigate problems fully and give the best care that they can, right?

The thing with me is that I am prone to blindly trusting in people who I see as an authority figure or someone who I believe to be well versed in their chosen field, I often think of myself as less than others, less smart, less attractive, less capable … just less all around really, so I don’t tend to think twice about what I’m told in certain situations. Once my hubby told me that 76% of all facts were made up on the spot and I didn’t think to even question this because I trust him … he took great pleasure in showing me just how gullible I am!

Anyways, the last thing that I was told by the doctor that I saw was that I had low ovarian reserve which is why I wasn’t ovulating and having regular cycles. She made me feel like my time for having children (without intervention) was coming to an end and I just nodded along and listened like the good little patient that I am.

This diagnosis was delivered after me telling her about my past cycles, a HSG which came back clear and two blood tests to see how my hormone levels were throughout my cycle.

The thing that irks me about this now when I look back is that I told her that my cycles were not regular, yet she tested me on what would be a regular cycles days of change. Knowing that my cycles weren’t running as they should, how would she ever be able to know that I had low ovarian reserve from those two blood tests alone?

I’m not saying that there is nothing wrong … I know that there is, but is there really nothing else it could be other than low ovarian reserve? Could it just be a weight and hormone issue?

The reason I ask is that I have become an avid tracker of my cycles using a nifty little app called OvuView seeing as how they are all over the place and since I’ve started to lose weight and hit the gym things look to have been changing a little. This is a list of my previous cycles since December 2015…

Dec 18th 2015 – 136 day cycle

May 2nd 2016 – 129 day cycle

Sept 8th 2016 – 100 day cycle

Dec 17th 2016 – 106 day cycle

Apr 2nd 2017 – 81 day cycle

Jun 22nd 2017 – 49 day cycle

Aug 10th 2017 – currently CD7 on a predicted 47 day cycle

Now I know that it’s not perfect but I also know that I started to go to the gym and tried to start losing weight from around the start of March this year and things seem to have been changing a little after that.

So my question to you reader, if you’re out there, is this … am I just being crazy to doubt what I was told? Will the Dr be right and I’m just having a severe episode of wishful thinking? Or could the diet and exercise be working? Could it be a weight and hormonal issue that I could possibly resolve by continuing down this road of weight loss?

I guess only time will tell but what do you think?

Have a good one,

Deb xox