So, I really liked the surgeon, Dr. L. He was personable and funny and kind and considerate. I had DH sitting on the exam table, and I sat in the extra chair, because sitting up without any back support just kills my back. So, it threw everyone off. But I was happy.
Before he started the biopsy, Dr. L explained how the procedure would go, that he wanted me to come back in a week no matter what, and that they would call with the results before then. He also said that any treatment would wait until after the twins were born. Unless the results were really weird. And that made me happy, because if he recommended surgery, I was going to need a lot of reassurance that it wouldn't hurt the boys in any way.
The biopsy itself was uncomfortable and a little painful, but it only lasted about 5 minutes. He took a couple samples, but was concerned about my discomfort on the table (sensitive, huh?). I think the worst was when they numbed my neck, which burned like a MF.
I came home from the appointment, ate two Beef Chalupa Supreme, drank one 6 ounce Coke, and one small chocolate shake, and have been watching the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants II. I'm also answering work emails, but I am focusing on me for a few hours. I feel lame, because the procedure was not that bad, but I just didn't feel like going back to work. I think because of the pregnancy I am trying to be easier on my self than I normally would. Current condition is swollen neck, a little soreness, but otherwise just normal.
Work was a b*tch today. Still working on site supporting this division that just converted to a new computer system, but the new users' complaining and whining finally got to me. So, I had had it with them. And decided not to go back today or tomorrow. They can call me or IT. But I've had it with them. Do they not realize this is NOT my job? That I did not design or purchase this system? That I'm just volunteering to help them, in addition to my regular duties? Anyway, I was way over it. Yes, I'm grateful to have a job, and I want to be a team player, but my emotional well being is more important than those wackjobs using me for a target for their constant complaints.
***In other news, I had asked the NP yesterday at my OB appointment (OB was unavailable due to 3 deliveries yesterday) why Dr C had moved my gestation to 35 weeks - if they were concerned about my health, the health of the twins, etc. She said she thought that since the babies were so large that my body would decide to evict the boys and so I would go into premature labor. So, I have a bunch of questions about what I can do to prevent that when I see my OB on the 24th, but in the meantime, Dr Google has me taking better care of myself (hence coming home after the appointment), drinking more water, and back on my iron supplement. I'm not sure what else I can do. But for now, at least, I feel like I have at least some part in keeping those two in there as long as possible.