All Is Well . . . I Think

I had the ultrasound this morning. It was scheduled for 8:20 am, and I was finally seen at TEN. My paperwork got misplaced somehow. I actually appreciated the quiet sitting for a while, but then it got a bit obnoxious. They were all very apologetic about it, so I just let it go and didn't complain.

I didn't actually see my doctor today. Interestingly enough, I saw the doctor on-call whom I talked to over the phone--I totally recognized her voice. She had a no-big-deal attitude about the situation. ??? This is why I get so frustrated with doctors sometimes; they all have different and perspectives and opinions on things.


Anyway, she said everything looked "great" and we could continue on as scheduled. I have to wonder what my doctor would say, but I guess the pictures don't lie.

When I got home, I went ahead and applied the estrogen patches and administered my own Lupron shot. Yay, me! I still have to do it very slowly, but I'm proud of myself for being able to do it . . . even though I did feel a little light-headed afterwards today.

I have to go in for a blood test Friday or early next week to check that I'm getting enough estrogen from the patches. I have no doubt that I will be getting plenty. Stay tuned for my adventures on estrogen. I'm praying for homeostasis.