Thoughts from a Kittn

Well, I guess my doctor’s office has decided me having massive panic attacks during my procedure and possible biopsy isn’t a good thing either.  They had decided that I need some valium before going in. Not a bad idea that!  And actually the nurse practitioner/midwife that I normally see isn’t overly happy with the way things have been handled. So she is talking to the doctor doing my stuff tomorrow and filling her in on all the good stuff.  And called the office yesterday - one of her days away from the office - to get the doctor to call in the script for valium and is coming in to the office tomorrow - a day she normally reserves for midwife duties - to be there for my procedure. 

I’m still a little freaked by all this.  It’s a very strange feeling to be forcing yourself to do something that has similar components of a horrific action taken against your person. As much as I know I need to go in and have this done, it’s just so weird to force myself to do something that has parts similar to what was done to me in violence.

On the good side - my brother and sis-in-law get to see the peanut again today - well a sonogram of her, but hey it’s still cool!  I think it’s really cool that they share the sonogram pictures with us. Even though we are states away, the whole family gets to be a part of it!