Gosh, doctors' offices make me so nervous. It's been more than two years since I went for my yearly pap smear and well woman's exam (I'm ashamed to admit that to you!), so I trekked to the doctor for that exam, plus a whole host of other issues:
- Fear of not ovulating
- Pain in my shoulder (that I've had for more than a year)
- Concern about my heart
Luckily, she's the kind of doctor who believes in yearly physicals, and she sent me down to the lab for a whole host of tests (ranging from cholesterol to thyroid). She also let me convince her to test my iron levels (which is recommended in one of my favorite conception/pregnancy books--
Body, Soul, and Baby)--and my hormone levels. She says she would have to send me down to the ob/gyn department to do a full fertility work-up (which she says they won't do until we've been trying to get pregnant for a while). I'm not sure how hard it is to figure out whether or not a woman ovulates, but it seems pretty futile to spend a year trying to get pregnant if I'm not even ovulating.
Oh well. I'm not going to fret about it (since stress is the thing that will most likely make it difficult for me to get pregnant). I'm just going to keep tracking my cycle (temperature, cervical mucus), peeing on ovulation test strips, exercising, eating healthy, and relaxing. If I continue to track my cycle and it really doesn't look like I ovulate, then I will go back to the acupuncturist for some help first.
As far as my heart is concerned, I worry about it because it beats really rapidly when I exercise, even though I run extremely slowly (like 12-minute miles), and I get out of breath just from saying the two pledges every morning (we say the Pledge of Allegiance and the Texas Pledge every day at school). The good doctor signed me up to wear a heart monitor from the cardiology division for a day, which I'm very excited about.
I feel silly even sharing all of this because it's probably just my hypochondria flaring up, but it's what's on my mind right now, and maybe some of you are going through something similar.
My experience reminded me that I would much rather give birth in a birthing center or at home. I hate clinical environments. Sitting in a cramped room with no windows, fluorescent lighting, and free pharmaceutical posters for "decoration" makes me so anxious. My "resting" heart-rate was 88, even though it's usually in the 70s. Ugh.