follow up ultrasound
what the fuck was that?!
the tissue that i passed today was the lining of my uterus, or something otherwise related to completing the abortion. it was more grey than red and was about the size of my thumb, which made the nurses certain that it was the ending of the abortion. mmm...
the exam
i don't have to get a surgical abortion! woo!!
there is still some blood in my uterus that i'm going to pass sooner or later. they warned me that if the bleeding is heaver than two pads an hour for two hours or more (or something.. i have it written down) to go to the emergency room. then she said ten times that they don't expect me to bleed this heavily.
after the ultrasound, she looked at my cervix to make sure it had closed up again from when the pills dilated it, and yes, we're golden. i had mentioned that i think i have bacterial vaginosis earlier in the appointment so she looked at my gooey discharge and asked the other lady to do the same. i was advised to make an appointment (at my gynocologist) asap for a gonorea and chlamydia screening. my discharge looks like the clap and she often sees bv and chlamydia together (the chlamydia causes the bacterial imbalance). i made that appointment for next tuesday (one week - busy weekend) at 130pm. if i go to my regular gynocologist my mom will pay for it. good thinking.
added bonus
before i was called in the back to have my ultrasound, the clinic manager invited me into a little consultation room where i think they also do the depo prevera shots. she didn't have my chart so i was quite confused.
it turns out they're looking for a part-time employee and they want me so so bad. ten-ish hours a week, evenings and saturdays (which is perfect for my school schedule). hahahaha i went in to the clinic to have an abortion and they offered me a job. life cracks me up. now i have all of this paperwork to fill out, background check, drug screening, et cetera.
conversation with my fifteen-year-old brother
me: so i went there and the clinic manager wanted to talk to me...
him: what did she say?
me: i'm trying to fucking tell you...
him: "congratulations you have a baby! it's retarded, you can keep it if you want!!"
and then i laughed for ten minutes
the tissue that i passed today was the lining of my uterus, or something otherwise related to completing the abortion. it was more grey than red and was about the size of my thumb, which made the nurses certain that it was the ending of the abortion. mmm...
the exam
i don't have to get a surgical abortion! woo!!
there is still some blood in my uterus that i'm going to pass sooner or later. they warned me that if the bleeding is heaver than two pads an hour for two hours or more (or something.. i have it written down) to go to the emergency room. then she said ten times that they don't expect me to bleed this heavily.
after the ultrasound, she looked at my cervix to make sure it had closed up again from when the pills dilated it, and yes, we're golden. i had mentioned that i think i have bacterial vaginosis earlier in the appointment so she looked at my gooey discharge and asked the other lady to do the same. i was advised to make an appointment (at my gynocologist) asap for a gonorea and chlamydia screening. my discharge looks like the clap and she often sees bv and chlamydia together (the chlamydia causes the bacterial imbalance). i made that appointment for next tuesday (one week - busy weekend) at 130pm. if i go to my regular gynocologist my mom will pay for it. good thinking.
added bonus
before i was called in the back to have my ultrasound, the clinic manager invited me into a little consultation room where i think they also do the depo prevera shots. she didn't have my chart so i was quite confused.
it turns out they're looking for a part-time employee and they want me so so bad. ten-ish hours a week, evenings and saturdays (which is perfect for my school schedule). hahahaha i went in to the clinic to have an abortion and they offered me a job. life cracks me up. now i have all of this paperwork to fill out, background check, drug screening, et cetera.
conversation with my fifteen-year-old brother
me: so i went there and the clinic manager wanted to talk to me...
him: what did she say?
me: i'm trying to fucking tell you...
him: "congratulations you have a baby! it's retarded, you can keep it if you want!!"
and then i laughed for ten minutes