And by giving birth, I mean to a small, blue, evil Mirena.
If you want to stop reading now I’ll understand. And family members – you might want to. Don’t blame me if you read something you didn’t want to know about – or did but wanted it to be a surprise.
Still here? Ok. I won’t be too graphic.
Turns out the last doctor cut the strings so short while inserting it that they just couldn’t find it. But the ultrasound located it right where it had been for 2 years – in the right place.
After getting on the table where you nearly fall off trying to scoot down, I got the duck bill thing with the special goo, then swabbed, and THEN I GOT SHOTS ALL UP IN THERE TO NUMB IT.
It being my cervix.
Shots. In my lady parts.
I cried. I cried so hard I started hyperventilating and the ultrasound tec had to hold my hand while I squeezed it so hard I’m sure she has nerve damage. They had to ask me to breathe and stop squeezing my legs in so they could see.
It was awful. So painful, like giving birth in a small way. I remember saying as I got the second shot, “Never, ever again.”
And I mean it.
But it finally came out, and I didn’t look so don’t worry! No detail there. :/
On the bright side, the ultrasound tec lady and I chatted for a while and she knows ALL ABOUT what happened last time. She was like, “Oh – we deal with that all the time!” Early effacement, preterm labor, aged placenta, hyperemesis. She knew all about it and told me exactly how they could monitor me, the baby, and the placenta the entire time to make sure it was all on track.
So now I’m torn. Do I still switch to a midwife?
I don’t like the Dr much more than I did last time. But. They specialize in high risk. And I’m already there. They know about this – at least the ultrasound tec does. I like the office, the staff…
Sam and I have to chat. We think what we might do is have an interview with both the midwives and the Dr. with him in the room and see what we think after.
I forgot to mention.
Pretty sure we’re going to try to have another baby.