I had labs drawn this morning and an ultrasound. I will go ahead and tell you the results and then share my waiting room story. :)
We knew that it was a possibility that they wouldn't be able to see my ovary. It's basically likes to hide between my kidney and liver. No one has ever been able to see it on ultrasound - but they have seen it through laparoscopy. The reason they thought they might see it is because the follicles should show up as they grow and the ovary gets bigger. Anyways.... they could not see the ovary. This was very discouraging because we had to wait all day for he lab results. This was a true test of handing it all over to God and know that we have absolutely no control over the results.
My nurse called to let me know that my levels have increased from a baseline of 11 to 204 today. So this means that I am responding to the stimulation meds. It was enough of an increase that he did not increase my dosages. I'm very thankful for that because that means we don't have to order more medicines yet (hopefully we won't have to before the retrieval).
I will continue stim injections until Wednesday and then go Thursday morning for another lab and ultrasound. Hopefully they will not be as busy...which brings to me to my story or rather soapbox.
I love children. Anyone who knows me, knows that I have the ability to love children and I have always loved being around kids and working with them. However, I do think that parents need to recognize the time and place for kids to be for 2 reasons: respect for others and respect for the child.
A couple walked in today with their 4 year old. He was eating a bag of potato chips (at 8:00 in the morning? I'm trying to refrain from judging). He was eating them loudly. They proceeded to give him a video game that sounded like it was from the 1980's. The volume was definitely all the way up. This is also a very small waiting room. This went on for about 10 minutes before they decided to change the game to super mario brothers... again with the volume very much all the way up.
Respect for Others
I realize that I'm on a lot of meds, but so are all the other women in this waiting room. The men are on edge as well. This couple just seemed completely oblivious to the amount of emotional, on edge women in the room. This isn't a normal doctor office. I'm not sure the reason they had to bring the little boy, but it does seem like sense there were 2 of them, that the dad could have done something with him besides video games, loudly. Thankfully the room was full of gracious women, but I have been in that room where there are women that would have definitely called them out.
Respect/Expectations for the Child
What are you expecting of your child? I really feel like the dad could have taken his son downstairs or outside to run around for a little while... the waiting room was packed, and then, the mom went back by herself! I know at a certain age, a child might be able to quietly sit in a room with other adults, but when you have to loudly entertain the child - he's not ready.
We knew that it was a possibility that they wouldn't be able to see my ovary. It's basically likes to hide between my kidney and liver. No one has ever been able to see it on ultrasound - but they have seen it through laparoscopy. The reason they thought they might see it is because the follicles should show up as they grow and the ovary gets bigger. Anyways.... they could not see the ovary. This was very discouraging because we had to wait all day for he lab results. This was a true test of handing it all over to God and know that we have absolutely no control over the results.
My nurse called to let me know that my levels have increased from a baseline of 11 to 204 today. So this means that I am responding to the stimulation meds. It was enough of an increase that he did not increase my dosages. I'm very thankful for that because that means we don't have to order more medicines yet (hopefully we won't have to before the retrieval).
I will continue stim injections until Wednesday and then go Thursday morning for another lab and ultrasound. Hopefully they will not be as busy...which brings to me to my story or rather soapbox.
I love children. Anyone who knows me, knows that I have the ability to love children and I have always loved being around kids and working with them. However, I do think that parents need to recognize the time and place for kids to be for 2 reasons: respect for others and respect for the child.
A couple walked in today with their 4 year old. He was eating a bag of potato chips (at 8:00 in the morning? I'm trying to refrain from judging). He was eating them loudly. They proceeded to give him a video game that sounded like it was from the 1980's. The volume was definitely all the way up. This is also a very small waiting room. This went on for about 10 minutes before they decided to change the game to super mario brothers... again with the volume very much all the way up.
Respect for Others
I realize that I'm on a lot of meds, but so are all the other women in this waiting room. The men are on edge as well. This couple just seemed completely oblivious to the amount of emotional, on edge women in the room. This isn't a normal doctor office. I'm not sure the reason they had to bring the little boy, but it does seem like sense there were 2 of them, that the dad could have done something with him besides video games, loudly. Thankfully the room was full of gracious women, but I have been in that room where there are women that would have definitely called them out.
Respect/Expectations for the Child
What are you expecting of your child? I really feel like the dad could have taken his son downstairs or outside to run around for a little while... the waiting room was packed, and then, the mom went back by herself! I know at a certain age, a child might be able to quietly sit in a room with other adults, but when you have to loudly entertain the child - he's not ready.
For you formed my inward parts;
you knitted me together in my mother's womb.
I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well.
My frame was not hidden from you,
when I was being made in secret,
intricately woven in the depths of the earth.
Your eyes saw my unformed substance;
in your book were written, every one of them,
the days that were formed for me,
when as yet there was none of them."
Psalm 139:13-16
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