This is the "Week of the Young Child." I know, because I work in a building beset by glossy advertisements of the most mind-numbingly trivial bureaucratic inanities (that sounds redundant, but it's actually not redundant enough). I should learn to get to my office with dark glasses and a cane, because my IQ is dropping every time I walk through the main hallways.
Anyway, apparently we need to "raise awareness" regarding young children and their needs. Really? Given the average level of parenting skills these days, I find it a trifle difficult to be unaware of young children whenever they are present (of course, some families are notable exceptions to this trend, and they deserve commendation). If you feel that your awareness of young children is somehow lacking, but could be enhanced by idiotic knick-knackery, the National Association for the Education of Young Children would be happy to sell you one of these. You know you want one.
I just got a call from my clinic. (You know how I said I kind of didn't like them? I spoke hastily. I like them a lot. THEY CALLED ME.) Apparently, the lab that did my HSG has already sent my results (I am impressed with all of these people). Upon closer inspection, the images still show that an area in my uterus "failed to fill properly" with the radioactive dye. Therefore, they recommend a sono-hysterogram (did I get a test nobody else has had yet? Do I get a prize?!?!).
That will be performed at the same lab that did the HSG. My RE has already made out the order and will drop it in the mail today, so I can call the lab and ask all my questions about insurance coverage and scheduling when I get it. Apparently, these things are done in the week after your period is over (~CD6-13), and I'm somewhere around CD14, so I have to wait for the next cycle; even if I can get it done before my 5/15 RE consult, the results still won't be in in time. But the RE is already sending the order! She could have waited till I saw her, and added a month to this leg of the journey. Did I mention how I like these people?
I'm a Tease
I am. Because here's the point of my cute little post title. I asked everyone to pray that the uterine shadow would be absolutely nothing on closer inspection - without requiring more tests. But I appreciate your wise and kind advice that getting the testing done and maybe fibroids/polyps removed soonest was best. Prayers were not answered on that score, since I need the test (but I appreciate them anyway!).
Because...you know how my FSH was 10.0 and 9.8 in late 2006 (when I was twenty-four)? OK, it's on my sidebar now (or linked from there, actually - I've been doing some blog housekeeping!), so you can pretend you know.
Well, in mid-2009, it's 9.0. Go ahead, read that again. 9.0. If you're not sufficiently obsessed with hormone levels to know off the top of your head, that is in the N*O*R*M*A*L range. And I've read a bit about FSH now - if it's tested the same twice, it does not drop. I would never have dared ask for prayers for anything that huge. It didn't occur to me even to hope - I was just hoping it hadn't spiked to 30.
Thank you, thank you for your prayers. Somewhere up there, God is elbowing St. Peter in the ribs. "Did you see her face?"