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Rain, rain, go away...
It has not been a great day. This has largely been my fault. Although I was actually early to everything I had to do, I /felt/ perpetually late and having to hustle. It was raining, and windy, and I had no food. I had various appointments I needed to attend (which I did), and homework to do (which I've almost finished), and I just feel drained. Of course, that could be because I had my precious life-fluid sucked out by needles.
First, just because it's a 'Women's Care Clinic' does not mean that you should fill the waiting room with /nothing/ but flaky, fluffy women's fashion mags and parenting magazines. Women read newspapers too, you know! But anyway.
First, I'm now officially on the Ring. (Before you die, you see the...) No, no. It's birth control, meant to try and get my hormones under control. It's a little plastic ring, inserted in the vagina and left there for three weeks. It works on the same principle as the Pill, you just don't have to remember to take the damn thing every day, and it's /cheap/...twelve dollars per Ring. I also almost got a papsmear...but the doctor opened me up with a speculum, decided my cervix was too far back there to get at without causing me significant discomfort, and mentioned that women who haven't been sexually active are at extremely low risk of cervical cancer, and let me make the choice. I chickened out, because it hurt. :P
I also got my blood taken by a dog-tired tech, since this was around four o'clock, and they'd evidently been busy. I felt sorta sorry for her. They're going to be running test on my glucose and lipid levels...if it ends up that they're abnormal, I might have ovarian cysts, which means I'd have to be put on medication to manage my hormones, and try to head off diabetes. It's common for people who have ovarian cysts to develop diabetes later in life.
So, yeah. Hoping not. :P
First, just because it's a 'Women's Care Clinic' does not mean that you should fill the waiting room with /nothing/ but flaky, fluffy women's fashion mags and parenting magazines. Women read newspapers too, you know! But anyway.
First, I'm now officially on the Ring. (Before you die, you see the...) No, no. It's birth control, meant to try and get my hormones under control. It's a little plastic ring, inserted in the vagina and left there for three weeks. It works on the same principle as the Pill, you just don't have to remember to take the damn thing every day, and it's /cheap/...twelve dollars per Ring. I also almost got a papsmear...but the doctor opened me up with a speculum, decided my cervix was too far back there to get at without causing me significant discomfort, and mentioned that women who haven't been sexually active are at extremely low risk of cervical cancer, and let me make the choice. I chickened out, because it hurt. :P
I also got my blood taken by a dog-tired tech, since this was around four o'clock, and they'd evidently been busy. I felt sorta sorry for her. They're going to be running test on my glucose and lipid levels...if it ends up that they're abnormal, I might have ovarian cysts, which means I'd have to be put on medication to manage my hormones, and try to head off diabetes. It's common for people who have ovarian cysts to develop diabetes later in life.
So, yeah. Hoping not. :P
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Let me know what you think about the Ring. I'm curious about it.
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I think it's going to be great. I haven't noticed it since it was inserted, and I haven't been feeling ill like I did on the pill. The doctor thought this might be better, since it's not processed through the liver. Although I can't give firsthand experience, I have been told that it can be felt during intercourse, but generally not enough to cause discomfort or, um, difficulty.
And because I'm forgetful, not having to remember to take a certain pill every day helps! :P