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Home › Diaries › Jerri's › June 14, 2000

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June 14, 2000

Good afternoon! For all of you who have been reading my diary entries and offering support for me on this whole breast ordeal, I thank you, and I beg you not to laugh when I tell you about my doctor visit.

First of all, I knew I had fibro-cystic breast disease, and this was confirmed. Confirmed, only after much mashing and twisting and turning and gasping for air during the mammogram. Then, of course, was an ultrasound which wasn’t quite as bad but wasn’t pleasant in the least. First of all, this was a "breast clinic" so when you first get there, they take your shirt and bra. Now given, they give you this little gown to wear but you have to wear it all over the office, in the waiting room, everywhere you go you are sporting this beautiful (too small) gown. They move you from room to room, just you and the gown and your trousers.

As if that were not bad enough, I am looking at women who have obviously suffered major trauma, then, I find out that I have an inflamed rib cage. Yes, you read that correctly. I have taken up the time of these doctors at "the breast center" and I have inflamed ribs. I felt like such a geek. The doctor was wonderful. She reassured me that I did the right thing and that she saw quite a few patients with this was the problem. She was very assuring that I really was right to investigate the pain as well as the lumps. She asked me several times if I did this or that and of course, she was correct, the pushing and pulling on my breast was just aggravating the ribs.

Anyway, I suppose she knew I still felt really silly because she tried to lighten my mood by telling me that the medical term for my condition was costochondritis or Tietze’ disease which if pronounced correctly sounds like "tits disease." Of course, I laughed, and scurried out of her office. She did insist on some x-rays to make sure my ribs were O.K. and of course they were. Go ahead, laugh, I can’t hear you and I don’t guess it would hurt my feelings anyway. I sort of chuckled myself. After all of that, my insurance company is probably not laughing, but I DID THE RIGHT THING, the doctor said so.

O.K. ON THE TTC FRONT.
I broke down and took a test and it was negative. Just as I assumed it would be. Hopefully, before I am old and gray I will see a positive one of those. I do think, amazingly enough that I ovulated this month all on my own. I had CM which is highly unusual for me, some cramping and then a temp shift today. Wow!! So, we have BD’d quite a bit lately, so definitely if we didn’t get PG this month, something else is going on. My GYN said that she thinks that I should still take Clomid after my surgery just to ensure that I ovulate and hopefully get PG before the endo has an opportunity to take control of me again. So, of course, I will. I am just a little excited that I did ovulate on my own.

I think I have spilled quite enough here for now, keep thinking positive and thanks again for all of those who sent words of encouragement. I truly appreciate it. Thanks for letting me share with you today.



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