vw, I'm sorry you had a rough day, but yeah! on the making it through. I'm really impressed at how you made it through on your own. Asking for help is important, and knowing when to is even better (you were perfect there). But you soldiered through even when the help you wanted wasn't there. I know I'm not always able to do that, so you should be proud. Also, they say this makes things easier next time. Here's hoping!
Spike's Bitches 25 to Life
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Maybe we could get the birds for everyday, and the baseballs just for trips to the ballpark....
I think I linked to the baseball ones a while ago. I'd choose those. but the birds are very pretty. The ladybugs and the lions will show dirt too quickly.
We just got Owen a plain navy pair.
Hmm. It sounds great, but the kind of side effects just about any type of pill I've tried gives me (high blood pressure! depression! no libido whatsoever!) have made very, very nervous about any kind of hormonal birth control. I know the risks are lower with non-oral hormonal delivery systems, but since I know for certain that by sticking to barrier methods I can prevent pregnancy and be a reasonably cheerful and libidinous person with normal bp, I'm awfully conservative on the subject.
My OB avoided the epinephrine with me for the Mirena. I think she prefers to avoid it whenever possible, because the side effects suck. Now I can't remember why it's used sometimes.
I've never had LEEP, but you're probably right about it being similar. If you're smart and make sure to plan and schedule ahead, you can have it done around the same time as your 6 week check up. For some reason, I'm convinced that the sooner post-partum you have it done, the more comfortable the inserting will be.
VW, I hope things go back on the upswing for you.
Bwahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!
The universe hates me today. I decided to go ahead with my plan of trying to finish cleaning in the living room.
I made the mistake of moving a bookshelf by myself to sweep under it. It moved just fine. I swept under it, then began to move it back.
It collapsed.
From the inside.
So the shell is still standing.
But all the books, shelves, and other misc crap on it are now in a heap on the floor.
Thank God for Nutty, who is currently on her way over to help me salvage Emily's stuff.
Now I can't remember why it's used sometimes.
It reduces the amount of bleeding.
edited to add whitefonted detail:they had to use it for me because they were cutting out actual pieces of my cervix.
But it still SUCKS.
{{{vw}}} I'm glad it didn't fall on you.
But all the books, shelves, and other misc crap on it are now in a heap on the floor.
See what happens when you clean?! All kinds of bad stuff.
Oy! Bad bookshelf!
Ah, yeah. That makes sense, Cash. And while there is some light bleeding from the clamping and the numbing injections, it's just light, so wear crappy undies and you're golden.
Actually, it did fall on me. But I'm fine. I'm more upset about the mess.
And ha! ha! Hec. You're so funny. Unfortunately, the place needs to look livable when we show it to potential roommates.