|Waiting in the waiting room.|
We were early and James was about to start
making Grumpy faces at everyone.
I suppose I should start this post with a warning. Yesterday was my postpartum check and it went... not as well as I would have hoped, so if you're squeamish about things like biopsies you might want to scroll past this one.
I went to yesterday's appointment knowing that I'd had abnormal test results on the pap early in my pregnancy. But I wasn't really worried. After that particular doctor's appointment where a doctor who was not my doctor told me the results of the test after finishing her little spiel on how NFP doesn't work (since I wouldn't accept her offers of birth control) I'd been fearful. She'd made the results sound pretty bad. But then I came home and talked to other women who'd had abnormal paps and found out how common it is and I felt considerably better.
Until yesterday's appointment. I figured we would go in and do a repeat test and wait for the results which, statistically, were very likely to be normal. A lot of women have abnormal paps during pregnancy and then have another at the six week check and everything comes back normal.
And so now we wait. The doctor thinks the cells are precancerous. He thinks that he got all of them with the biopsy and that we should be good. This will mean more frequent check ups, but that should be it if the results are what he hopes they'll be (and what I hope they'll be).
Still, waiting is stressful... and I think that ever since the miscarriage in the second trimester I've been less able to trust statistics that tell me that everything is very likely to be okay, mostly because I was clinging to that 99% statistic when the problems started like it was a life raft. So prayers are appreciated... and hopefully we'll get some good news soon!