I don't mind having blood drawn. I have good veins, and I'm an easy stick. They took 3 vials today to do my bloodwork, and it was so easy I should have told them to just go ahead and take some for the Red Cross since I was there anyway - quite unlike the last time I donated.
I do mind having a large orange bottle in my refrigerator for the 24-hour urine collection that is accompanying the bloodwork. And I'm sure they'll mind the distinct lack of urine in that bottle - I don't drink enough fluid, therefore I don't pee enough. And I'm sure my poor husband will mind having to drop my refrigerated pee off at the lab because the lab will not yet be open when I leave for work tomorrow morning. He must love me. :)
I don't mind going to the doctor I saw today (GP). He's totally cute, very easygoing, actually laughed at my humor, and spent time in NY during his medical studies, so we talked about NY for a while. Not to mention, he's very thorough. I have to switch from one medication to another (for the same problem, just having some side effect issues), and he wasn't sure about which one to put me on - so rather than just randomly prescribing one, he's actually going to do some research to find out which one he thinks would work best in my circumstance and get back to me. And he told me when he'd be getting back to me rather than just saying "I'll give you a call." And I believe him.
I don't like playing phone tag. I'm trying to set up an appointment with the nutritionist that my "women's health provider" (read: more than just an OB/GYN, not quite a family practicioner) recommended, and we just can't seem to be available to talk on the phone at the same time.
I do like when doctors actually compliment me on something. When I told my WHP that one of the reasons I was there and not just at my GP's office was because despite the fact that conception is probably 18-24 months off, I want to make sure I'm in the proper health by then so safely do so. She was impressed, and told me as much.
She also complemented me on how clean I keep myself. WTF?? I asked her about it, and she said that a lot of overweight women don't properly clean between their folds (read: fat rolls), and sometimes they get a lot of stinky, yeasty buildup. Eeeeew. I don't get it - do some fat women just not realize that they stink, and then actually go to the gyno all stinky?
She also said that she doesn't think I'm diabetic (one of the reasons for the bloodwork - The Big D runs in both sides of my family, and since I'm fat, my blood sugar is something that needs to be monitored annually). I won't go into details (because it's even more gross then the pee thing), but suffice it to say that she said there is a specific gynecological indicator of possible diabetes, and I don't have it. We'll see.
Posted by beenie at September 9, 2005 11:14 PM