Dr. Fraser

So Royce's interview got postponed until the 16th; this made for a not so happy husband. I told him to be patient, it won't change his start date. He was just so excited. I think its basically a formality anyhow. I really think he is pretty much in.

So I have tonight off. Going to take the kids to the zoo after school. Probably going to the Rail this morning, and will probably end up at Bombshells tonight at some point. I need a night out. Especially after last night. Horrible night with Dr. Dumbass. Its to the point where he is making me sick, really honestly sick, I missed the one delivery last night because I was in the bathroom throwing up, and I was seeing little flashing spots cause my blood pressure was too high. I need to get away from him. Its not worth it.

So I went to the doctor today. He doesn't think it is a fibroid, he thinks the huge mass that everyone is feeling is actually the top of my uterus turned upside down and tilted. That makes sense. And he thinks I probably have endometriosis. Great. However, he feels I am a high high surgery risk because of my blood pressure ( its is now officially high, consistently 150's over like 95) and my cardiac history over the last few years, that I might have a stroke or heart attack or bleed out on the operating room table. So he won't even recommend surgery until I have gotten my blood pressure down, lost some weight, and am cleared by a cardiologist. Wow, a doctor with scruples, not just trying to make a buck, actually concerned about me - what a breath of fresh air that is. He even called me at work tonight, he must have been thinking about me all day, he remembered where I worked and called, to tell me that he really didn't recommend surgery at this point, that the symptoms he felt should just be lived with because he felt me having surgery at this point with my blood pressure was a, and I quote, "disaster waiting to happen, and I don't want anything bad to happen to you." He even said that if the blood pressure issue was gone, he still wouldn't do the surgery himself, he would refer me to Mayo Clinic. So I guess surgery is out of the question right now. I trust him. Its nice to find a good doctor. We were joking that I would tell him it was my first prenatal visit (this is the doctor who delivered Ryan and Cheyenne, who I stressed out with each time cause I refused to have a c-section, and he NEVER does VBACs, only did it with me cause I was an OB nurse and insisted, and stressed him out cause I abrupted at the end with Cheyenne, and he thought my uterus had ruptured at my uterine scar - he was more than happy to tie my tubes). He's the one that told me that RN stood for "Really Noncompliant". Nice. Probably true. Royce thought it would be funny to tell him it was my first prenatal visit, but I said no, the man might have a bad heart. At my appointment today he said I had given him enough grey hairs. His name is Dr. Kenneth Fraser. And he is a really good doctor. I am lucky to have him take care of me.

So the weight must come off. I have lost 8 pounds. Then tonight, after eating all of my allotted food for the night, and doing good, a friend brought me a fruit plate and some cheesecake. So much for no carbs tonight. But I am not going to let this stop me. I will do better today. The weight must come off - or it is going to kill me.