For two reasons...#1 - I had contractions pretty much all night long and didn't sleep. Therefore I was really tired, and honestly wanted to just sit in bed with Mike all day. The bastard didn't want to take the day off - ugh! #2 - I stayed up so late, and my mind got to thinking, and I woke up wanting some d. So I got my d! In the process, Mike hit the Pessary (that device I have inside of me to keep my cervix closed). I literally saw stars - yee-ouch!!!
So I had a doctors appointment scheduled for 3:50 that afternoon.
Let me just say that....my doctor is typically a very gentle woman.
(And that I love this particular lady, because she doesn't make you stick your feet in stirrups. She pulls out this flat "table-extension" thing, and you put your feet on that - LOVE THAT!)
Anyway - Mike (my ever faithful handy side-doctor) tells her about all the issues that I've had. The contractions, how far apart they are, the dog jumping on me, the fact that I cried when I got hit with a particularly BAD contraction...all of it. So the Dr is like "okay lets take a look".
She taps it and says "oh lord, it seems like it shifted, and part of it is actually inside your cervix. I'm gonna have to move it, and this is going to be painful".
OH.MY.GOD!!! OH.MY.GOD!!! OH.MY.GOD!!!
I almost passed out - not kidding, not exaggerting. I thought I was going to die!!! First off, this device is NOT small. It's roughly the length of a regular size deer park water bottle...and about the width of, um, maybe a Coach zipper/wallet. So it's not small at all. Its made of wire, with a plastic covering...but it's not smooth. It has dips and grooves in it. But it's bendable (given it has the space to bend and/or move).
So basically, when she grips the bottom of it to take it out...I feel EVERYTHING. The process of her gripping it...the process or her pulling it ALL THE WAY out of my va-jay-jay...the whole dang thing.
Oh yeah, and because I'm me...I have an inverted/tilted uterus. So it sits high up, and way back. Oh my dear lord!
She pulls it out, and Mike is like "baby it's okay!! it's okay!!!" No hell no! NOT OK. The dr is washing/cleaning the device and is like "yeah, it slipped up in your cervix a little and probably was touching the baby's head. I'm gonna have to feel again to make sure that the baby is ok".
So in goes this womans long ass E.T. fingers...probing my va-jay-jay apart, and (very weirdly) she is touching the baby's head making sure it's not scratched or dented. ((So if you know anything about a woman's body...just know in order for her to reach said baby's head...she had some of her body parts way deeper than I think ANY man has had his body parts in me. Violated and in pain!! Thats all I can say)).
Oh but wait, there is more! She has to put the device BACK IN. That's when I almost started crying. She was like "but it's doing its job by keeping your cervix closed! and that's good...it'll just take a couple of seconds". I made her wait 3 minutes to get myself together before she put that dreadful thing back in.
Ask me why she put it in upside-down. And I can FEEL that it's upside down. So while this BIG ass device is in there (wrong) she is like, "I'm sorry but I need to flip it around". WHAT!!!!
All I can say is that woman (who I called all kinds of sorts of obscenities for a few moments) is the devil. Why would you, a MEDICAL PROFESSIONAL, put it in upside-down? Why why why??? But no worries, I'll spare you all the details of her flipping it around right-side up. Be thankful...very very thankful.
Anyway - now that it's in correctly, (hence I can't feel it) I've had no more contractions, but baby is moving. I'm also a little irritated that since they've put me on this "diabetic diet" I have lost weight. Now..correct me if I'm wrong...but one is NOT suppose to lose weight during pregnancy. But I'm no doctor.....
Well that's about all...just waiting to get off work early (hopefully).
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throwing my 2 cents in...I don't think there is ANY thing wrong with a woman proposing to a man. Who came up with these rules that it's all the MAN'S responsibility? Can a woman feel nothing and not be allowed to show her feelings/love/compassion for the man she is with by asking HIM to marry HER? Is the only "supreme" way in letting a man know you love him, is by throwing him some booty?
That's like a woman can't buy a man flowers, or ask a man on a date, or anything.
Me and my 2 cents say that its more than ok...express the love you have for your man in whatever way YOU deem is appropriate!*******