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Wow I feel like I just wrote here, oh wait I did.
So 7 days ago I went to Dayton, OH. I found out that I was 19.5 LMP and oh the fun ensued. On the other hand the waiting room was comfy, people were really friendly, and the 2 protesters outside were polar opposites. The old man stood there and prayed, said nothing to anyone. I have respect for him. The black lady was about to get run over in her attempt to block cars leaving the place and her incoherent babbling was just annoying. They take me upstairs and do the ultrasound while having some difficulty sizing the thing. I got to see him/her/it and it had a big head, for now on it is referred to as "blockhead". They sized it and blah blah blah. I don't really remember the sequence of events. My blood pressure was really high (like 150 over something). I made friends with some of the kids and had conversations. There was this one girl in there who was 15, less pregnant than me, with twins. My biggest fear was that it was going to be twins, it wasn't. There was only one blockhead. Nonetheless, I went back in and they did the stupid shot in the cervix which I'm telling you hurt the most. They inserted laminaria and eventually I went home and had these annoying but not fatal cramps. On a 1-5 scale, it's a 2.5 but persistent. Took my medication on time and ate soup, it was good soup too. I woke up the next morning and went back to the place for the actual procedure and almost all the people I had met the day before were there too, except one girl. Her boyfriend was forcing her to have the abortion and she was really upset about it. Nonetheless I got to see all the people who went to sleep. There was this one woman, she was 41 and sick from her pregnancy. On her second day in they had told her the day before that she couldn't eat or drink after midnight because she was being put to sleep. So what does she do? Drinks and eats at 9am. Needless to say her procedure did not go as planned and she was VERY upset about it. She started making excuses that were all bullshit because she had more than 2 opportunities to tell them about her thyroid disorder. The girl with twins stayed awake, as did I. I did it because if I was making that decision I was going to feel it, I didn't want what I saw as the easy way out. Procedure ensues, I seriously thought I was going to pee the whole time. I felt blockhead come out which was a very strange feeling. I never cramped afterwards until today for some reason but it's been a pretty successful recovery and I'm on the NuvaRing now.
I went home and I'm already done bleeding except for some spotting but now I'm lactating and it's driving me nuts. On the other hand my boyfriend thinks it is hilarious. I just want it to stop. :) Otherwise, it's a great day and I don't regret anything. The nurses were ready to choke me and another girl because we started getting everyone to want cheese and breadsticks. I think we were keeping them in good spirits along with everyone else. I must have had the good day because the people there on my second day were just quiet and anti-social. My day was social. I dunno, but this is where I end.
So 7 days ago I went to Dayton, OH. I found out that I was 19.5 LMP and oh the fun ensued. On the other hand the waiting room was comfy, people were really friendly, and the 2 protesters outside were polar opposites. The old man stood there and prayed, said nothing to anyone. I have respect for him. The black lady was about to get run over in her attempt to block cars leaving the place and her incoherent babbling was just annoying. They take me upstairs and do the ultrasound while having some difficulty sizing the thing. I got to see him/her/it and it had a big head, for now on it is referred to as "blockhead". They sized it and blah blah blah. I don't really remember the sequence of events. My blood pressure was really high (like 150 over something). I made friends with some of the kids and had conversations. There was this one girl in there who was 15, less pregnant than me, with twins. My biggest fear was that it was going to be twins, it wasn't. There was only one blockhead. Nonetheless, I went back in and they did the stupid shot in the cervix which I'm telling you hurt the most. They inserted laminaria and eventually I went home and had these annoying but not fatal cramps. On a 1-5 scale, it's a 2.5 but persistent. Took my medication on time and ate soup, it was good soup too. I woke up the next morning and went back to the place for the actual procedure and almost all the people I had met the day before were there too, except one girl. Her boyfriend was forcing her to have the abortion and she was really upset about it. Nonetheless I got to see all the people who went to sleep. There was this one woman, she was 41 and sick from her pregnancy. On her second day in they had told her the day before that she couldn't eat or drink after midnight because she was being put to sleep. So what does she do? Drinks and eats at 9am. Needless to say her procedure did not go as planned and she was VERY upset about it. She started making excuses that were all bullshit because she had more than 2 opportunities to tell them about her thyroid disorder. The girl with twins stayed awake, as did I. I did it because if I was making that decision I was going to feel it, I didn't want what I saw as the easy way out. Procedure ensues, I seriously thought I was going to pee the whole time. I felt blockhead come out which was a very strange feeling. I never cramped afterwards until today for some reason but it's been a pretty successful recovery and I'm on the NuvaRing now.
I went home and I'm already done bleeding except for some spotting but now I'm lactating and it's driving me nuts. On the other hand my boyfriend thinks it is hilarious. I just want it to stop. :) Otherwise, it's a great day and I don't regret anything. The nurses were ready to choke me and another girl because we started getting everyone to want cheese and breadsticks. I think we were keeping them in good spirits along with everyone else. I must have had the good day because the people there on my second day were just quiet and anti-social. My day was social. I dunno, but this is where I end.