Kitty Kates’ Blog

Wow, I’m PREGNANT!???

November 20th, 2006

It’s obviously been awhile since writing my last blog, and boy has the world just gone upside down in a matter of months! As you can see from the last blog entitled “Sick…”, I’ve been having some health problems, and discovered I have PCOS and Endometriois; both of which are pretty much considered road blocks on the road to getting pregnant. I thought I was a gonner as far as bringing a child into this crazy world, but really, not so much….read on to hear the strange story:

In August, after much testing, I was referred to Dr. E. Taymour, a gynecologist and fertility specialist here in Long Beach. After a through examination and ultrasound, he confirmed I had Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome, and Endometriosis, both which are major reproductive problems occurring in the ovaries and uterus. I’ve been without a period for God knows how long, and he suggested I be placed on Metformin, or Glucophage, to help shrink the cysts in my ovaries. He said this would probably help with the cyst situation, and scheduled me to come back in November to see how things were progressing….

Speed ahead to November 10, 2006 (come on, you’re using your “warpvision”, right?)

I brought my mom to the appointment with me to show her I wasn’t crazy when Dr. Taymour said I couldn’t have kids. Not now, and definitely not naturally at this point. After much waiting in the waiting room, we entered the room, I undressed from the waist down, which led me to believe I was in for another ultrasound. While in the waiting room, I made a list of the “complaints” I was having that I wanted to discuss with the doctor. Among them were 1. Boobs that hurt so bad I was willing to cut them off soon; 2. Still no period; 3. Extreme fatigue (especially during the middle of the day); 4. Bloating (everyone wants to know why they are bloated, right?!) Dr. Taymour entered the room, asked me how I was feeling and if I was consistent with the meds, and proceeded to tell me that my hormones were in hyper mode, and that the next step was to drug induce menopause and a period for 6 months to get my estrogen production to calm down for awhile. The doctor literally said he wanted to “put me on ice” for a few months to see if he could get my body to chill out. After asking if there were going to be any adverse affects from doing this, and coming to the conclusion that this was the most realistic thing to do at this point, we decided it would be a good idea. Then, the doctor said “Well, let me just do a quick ultrasound to see if the Metformin has helped shrink the cysts.” That was the end of the problems, and the beginning of something entirely different!

Unfortunately, internal ultrasounds are the way to go when it comes to getting a clear look at the ovaries. I’ve been used to sharing my va-jay-jay with doctors over the last few months, so this was no big deal. I was still wiping away the tears from the preceding conversation when the doctor quietly said, “I have some news…you’re pregnant.” I wasn’t even looking at the screen when he said it. My first reaction was to yell “SHUT UP!” at the doctor….my mother almost smacked me. I then continued with “That’s not my picture…that’s a picture that was left up on the screen before we came in!” The doctor assured me he had reset the machine, and the transponder (he is, after all, a medical professional, as I am just an idiot…) and the baby he was looking at belonged to me. He quickly spit out a copy of the picture, told me to forget everything we had just discussed about the “drug induced menopause” and told me that I’d better get ready, because I was already 12 weeks and 3 days along (that’s 3 months and 3 days for you men). The first thing I wanted to know was if I screwed the baby up with the meds, the anxiety medication I’ve been on for years, the smoking, ya know, all the things that AREN’T good for babies?!?!?! He assured me that the baby looked good, and that if I was to miscarry, I would have done so already. He said my rate of miscarriage was less than 1% at this point, and it was okay to tell everyone. So, tell everyone, we did! And by “we”, I mean me and my mom, who has a HUGE mouth for such a small woman!

So, to reiterate my life…Katie sounds like a HUGE liar, just like always. Three months ago Josh and I were telling people we couldn’t get pregnant, and now, I am. But, it’s like the doctor said, “You weren’t exactly lying…you were telling people you couldn’t get pregnant, because technically, you already were, and you can’t get pregnant if you already are!”

I like his theory. I’ll go with it. Oh, and here’s the first picture of Baby Legbandt…

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