What A Day (Of Appointments)

Appt 1 - "Moley, moley, moley": I made an appt to have a beauty mark, ok fine, mole looked at. I know this is gross, but I am a red head w/ fair complexion so I don't take any chances here and I keep an eye on all of my beauty marks, freckles, moles, etc... There was one mole in particular that I was concerned about. I had had it for as long as I can remember and it is located in my bikini area (I'll try not to get too graphic). Well, with the big belly and all, I can't really see it. One day I was in front of the mirror when I noticed that it suddenly wasn't the cute little mole I had grown to know and love all these years. It was now oddly shaped, very dark, and HUGE! This thing had to get checked out and no matter what... IT HAD TO GO! So, I go in, have the Doc look @ it (he isn't concerned, says it doesn't look cancerous), and he says, "I'm right on schedule, lets take it off right now." Allrightythen. I say, "While your at it, what about this one?" I had another one on my lower back that is right where your clothing tag rubs..annoying. While he was prepping me for the removal of the bikini area mole, I felt the need to apologize for the forest that has been neglected since my belly has made it impossible to see that region, let alone take a razor to it ;-). The doc was very understanding and said that I had a perfectly good excuse. Of course you know that this couldn't go as smoothly as one would expect, nope, not with me. First, he couldn't get me to go numb and had to use much more lidocaine that he anticipated. Second, they didn't want to come off (I guess they were used to their home). And third, the incisions wouldn't stop bleeding. At this point I just have some pain and discomfort given the very sensitive areas they were in (I'll spare you any more details on that) and who needs more of that when your in your 3rd trimester of pregnancy?!? Do you feel sorry for me yet ;-)?

Appt 2 - "Back to Back": I finished my first appt @ 9:49 and had my next appt @ 9:50. Luckily they were right down the hall from one another. Now we have PT for my back. What joy! The last time I went to PT, it made my back worse. I get there and have to do all this range of motion stuff and describe my pain and the level of pain I'm experiencing in certain positions...And guess what, he makes me get on my back, yes the same back where I just had the mole removed w/ a knife. It really wasn't that bad though b/c I was still pretty numb. I paid for it later though. After all was said and done the physical therapist said that it could either be pelvic displacement, but more than likely it is a bulging disk. I can't even tell you what number this diagnosis is. The kicker is that he doesn't personally like to deal w/ pregnant women so we are basically going to do some stretches each time I go and he gave me a lumbar support to use while I am in the seated position. Mind you, the whole reason I got referred to PT was b/c my lower back is out of whack and I was worried about it making for a difficult labor. Oh well.

Appt 3 - "By the way...": My last appt of the day was w/ the OB. this was the first time I had met w/ this particular OB. Oh goodie, another person who doesn't know me or my situation thus far. She briefly browses through my file to get up to speed and begins the usual proceedings. She measures me, looks good. Listens to the baby's heartbeat, sounds good. "Oh, by the way, has anyone gone over the results and findings of your ultrasound from your visit to labor and delivery?" "Uh, no, I guess not." "Well, it shows that you have a case of marginal placenta previa." "REALLY?!?" Thats funny since I was just in last week for a follow up from that very visit to labor and delivery and no one said a thing to me! Seriously, isn't this something that is rather important and should be discussed w/ me, marginal or not? She said that she expects the situation to resolve itself by 36wks at which I will go in for another ultrasound. Its a good thing that I have been taking care of myself and that I have an amazing husband that helps me out A LOT. I talked w/ a nurse here on base and she was amazed at this and at the fact they didn't even tell me what I should be doing in this situation. I also talked to another woman who has the same thing and they have been monitoring her very closely, have been giving her specific instructions on how to take care of herself, and she has seen the same OB the entire way through. I can't help but feel that I have fallen through the cracks since day one. The one thing I can rely on though is God (the healer), b/c He will never let me fall through the cracks and He has obviously been taking very good care of me and Baby Rex the whole time. PRAISE GOD!!!