Progesterone, smogesterone…

You know what they say, once burned twice shy, and as someone who had a bad pregnancy experience almost two years ago, I’m a little more extra careful with this pregnancy than I ever have been in the past! Except for my very first pregnancy, where I practically demanded an appointment as soon as the home pregnancy test turned pink, I have waited 2, 3 or even 4 months before going in for that first appointment. Something about the humiliation of peeing in a cup and getting weighed every time that is just less than thrilling.



But considering my age and my history, I thought it very prudent to get in this time ASAP. I’m seeing a very good Catholic doctor this time. She’s very young and just out in practice, but she is pro-life, pro-family and she trained at the Paul VI Institute. She wants to be very pro-ative with this pregnancy, checking progesterone levels and HCG, even getting a vaginal ultrasound next week to see if there is a heartbeat. I’m fine with all of that although it is time consuming to do all of these extra medical tests. Before the tests come back though, she wanted me to start on progesterone and gave me a prescription. Apparently this has to be compounded so you can’t just take the prescription to like Walgreens, or Walmart Pharmacies. As she wanted me to start very soon, I tried to find a place last night after I left her office at 7:00 p.m., but it was too late and lots of places were already closed.



Today I did my detective work and found a compounding pharmacy. They were friendly but they had a lot of questions about my doctor’s prescription. They finally called me back this afternoon to tell me I can’t get this prescription until tomorrow afternoon. So much for getting it right away. Still I feel pretty good, and there’s not anything really going on, but I’ll feel better mentally and emotionally I guess once I get started on this.



In the meantime I have to remind myself that there’s a long time to go before June – try not to gain all of my weight this month!!





Oh… and she said I will probably have to have a C-section. Even though I’ve had 3 vaginal births of term babies all weighing over 9 pounds, (one close to 11)having two C-sections just rules me out apparently in this state for a VBAC. I’m still thinking about that.