That's all I can say about the first endometrial biopsy.
That mother#$%^@# hurt. I mean, hurt.
And I think I have a fairly high tolerance for pain. I started sweating, then felt nauseous, and let out a couple of involuntary yelps (which I hated) and my poor doctor just kept apologizing.
Now I'm just bleeding and cramping, oh the fun.
The best part: I get to go again on Monday. I'm making Mr. LastChance go with me on Monday--I could've really used a hand to squeeze/break..er hold.
Dr. M said she wanted the sample to be "of good size, so it looks like a worm when placed in formalin." Well they showed it to me and it looked like multiple 'worms' and now I think I don't have any lining left.
Scratch that--with my crazy lining there's probably more than enough to spare.
When I reminded my local doc that he didn't need to send the sample to pathology he was like "what?" I said, "Nope, just throw it away." The medical assistant was very hesitant to toss it, but I was like "seriously, get rid of it" we're just injuring the endometrium in hopes of the healing process helping me out in a few short weeks. She gave me a very crazy look.
Oh yeah--when I got there, the first thing I had to do was pee in a cup for a pregnancy test.
THANK YOU to some lovely bloggie ladies who are helping me out with meds. Yipeeeeee!
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