Issues Update

I had an appointment yesterday regarding the cyst. It was with yet another new doctor. There is nothing like explaining your medical history to six different people who all work in the same building. He even asked me, "When did I see you last for this?" Thanks for showing up, guy... He quickly told me they would be removing the Mirena and putting me on a birth control pill to see if they could suppress the cyst. I am very skeptical of this since the cyst is already 3.5" in circumference but I'm not the medical professional so I think, 'we'll give it a try'. I started crying when he told me I would have to wait four weeks to see if the cyst had changed. I hate crying in front of doctors. I feel like they shut down when a patient cries, they have more important things to deal with than a hysterical woman. He sighed and asked why I was crying. When I told him I've felt like crap for three weeks and I didn't want to feel like crap for another four, he patted my leg and said, 'well, hopefully you don't' ((The only real way to describe how I feel is pregnant. Of course, my pregnancy was not fun. I was throwing up six or seven times a day for seven months. I couldn't grasp the whole beautiful-pregnant thing until after Bug was born. Feeling that sick was fine - sort of - when a baby was coming. Now its annoying and it interrupts my life)) I couldn't stop crying at this point and cried the whole rest of the appointment, more out of frustration than anything else.

When I was checking in, I ran into my actual OB-GYN and one of the favorite people I've met since being here, Dr. P. He was the only doctor I would see while I was pregnant and he delivered Bug. He asked me how things were told me my kid was adorable and huge and then told me to see him on the way out. When I came out of my appointment, he was going in one and I was still crying and didn't want to talk to anyone. After I had composed myself, I was sorry that I hadn't spoken with Dr. P on my way out. I thought I'd try to see if I could e-mail him or something and called but instead of giving me his e-mail they patched me through straight to him. He explained everything a little better and said that the reason to not rush into surgery is because I only have one ovary and they wouldn't want to scar it by having unnecessary surgery. He explained that the cyst was like a blood blister and just like they take a long time to go away on your skin; they take a long time to go away inside your body. He made me feel a lot better about everything and left me wishing that he was the only doctor I had to deal with at that ridiculous hospital.

Four weeks from yesterday, I go back to check on things. The doctor said that if it hasn't gotten smaller he will then order an ultrasound and we'll talk about surgery but not until then. In the mean time, I'm on two different antibiotics that have to be taken multiple times throughout the day and a birth control pill. I think it's about nine pills total. Also, I've been ordered by my husband and doctor to stay off the horses. I was kind of hoping Dr. P would tell me that it was ok, so I could tell J riding wouldn't cause any further issues, but that didn't happen -- EPIC backfire. Dr. P said to give it a rest for a couple months. I'm going to see how things are going at the next appointment. So, yeah. I still feel like crap and I have to wait a month and that's all I got.