Thinking of you Nightmist and hoping for the best for you.
We are of a sililar age but so far I don't have any of the problems that you
do. I just hope that it stays that way.

I did have a fibroid but that was during my first pregnancy and must have
disappeared soon after as it has never troubled me since.
Is your jewerly the same as the type used in a targus that need the pliers
to get it out?

Dee in Oz


"NightMist" wrote Gonna try to cram this all into one post instead of
going all hodge podge
through the thread.

First off hugs to everybody for the thoughts and wishes!

Miz Polly? Do the gators like East Indian appetizers?
The doctor in question is a teeny tiny (had to stand on a stool to reach
me on the exam table tiny) East Indian lady.
Though maybe I had ought to keep her, less than wonderful bedside manner
and all. I had a heck of a time finding a local doctor since the
hospital (now a for profit enterprise) closed all of their clinics. This
new expanded clinic is a response from The Resource Center
( http://www.resourcecenter.org/ )to those closings so they can serve
more of the general public.
And hey, on my very first visit I actually saw a real doctor, had a much
more thorough medical history taken than at the other clinic, and they at
least acted like they were actually listening to me instead of
patronizing me. I only ever got that from Doctor Hottie and Doctor
Unpronounceably Eastern European before this.

So far as everything else, there are far too many common and pretty
benign explanations for everything to even think about getting my
knickers in a twist just yet. I think my mom dying so recently is what
has DH in a half a panic. The main thing that bugs me right now is my
cycle being really messed up, very long and beyond extremely heavy well
into large animal sacrifice heavy. Makes me wonder if it might be
something so simple as the pipes being clogged, I do have that clotting
disorder from the mutation after all. Especially since the hard bits
only seem to get bigger during my cycle.

Roberta, I am totally at the discomfort point from things being pushed
about inside me. If I bend the wrong way it can be rather painful too.
I am very much hoping this can be handled quickly. Things have gone from
a bit of a tough belly to feeling like I am storing big honking rocks
over the course of about three cycles. I absolutely shudder to think
where I am going to be after another one.

Sunny I feel much the same way about ERs, and the previous clinic.
Get in, never see a doctor, get nothing but poor behavior out of nine
tenths of the people you encounter, sit in an exam room forever (in the
case of The ER I laid on an exam table writhing in pain for more than six
hours one time), and then generally don't get treated for what you are
there for. I have had a PA lecture me on the importance of losing weight
and quitting smoking while I was sitting on an exam table with pus
running out of an ear, and then never give me so much as advice for the
infection. Another time I went in for the results of a Glucose Tolerance
test and had the NP lecture me on the evils of steroids because he found
out I lifted weights. He totally forgot about my test results and I had
to flag down a passing nurse to get them. Really some of these people
need to be spanked once a week while being admonished to remember what
the heck their job actually is.

So far as the jewelry it is replaceable.
More of an annoyance than anything. If I am lucky they won't fuss about
it. Actually there is no reason that they should, unless they want to do
an MR or something someplace along the way. Some medical people are
totally freaked by piercings though, and make you take your jewelry out
regardless of whether they actually need you to or not.

NightMist

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