But when I get a chance to look at things, I can't help myself. I did get a fairly quick appointment to the OB/GYN on Wednesday and I had to go to my primary care physician because, thanks to HIPAA, they can no longer just fax results over, you either have to sign something or pick it up and transport it yourself. If I have to sign something, I might as well pick it up myself so that I know it's there when I get there.
They were kind enough to leave the envelope unsealed and of course I had to peek. I also made a copy for my own records because it's handy to have that sort of thing. And this is what I found, two sizable fibroids, one to the side and one in back. One of them is about 2x2x11!! cm. I have another cyst on the right side and on the left, I have two, one is the size of the one I had to have removed. And then of course, some fluid floating around.
I joked with TD that the reason I was so miserably pregnant is that while I have a type B personality, my uterus is clearly type A and determined to get the job done. Apparently, it is still type A. As for the rest of it, I just don't know what to say.
And this is why I eat all of those salads and spend time at the Y. I can't imagine what would be happening if I hadn't made a determination to be healthier.
Oh and I found a website that said an 11cm fibroid basically mimics a 13 week pregnancy in size, plus you have to add all of the rest of that stuff in. Does this mean I can send TD out for 'cravings'?
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I think that is a valid reason to have cravings. Maybe your body believes that all that healthy living means that it is supposed to be growing something there and is merely trying to accommodate?
It does suck though.
Goodness, so sorry for all the things you have been going through! I would say all of that definitley validates sending your hubby out for cravings. :) And while he's out getting your cravings, can he pick up some of mine? :)
Please let me know if you need anything!!!
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