My new endocrinologist is a doll.  He’s about 80, behaves like a favorite grandfather, and since his daughter lives in Brooklyn, I’m ok in his book.  Or so he says.  We were actually chatting up a storm.  (He’s way too friendly to be a doctor.  Honestly, NYC doctors are among the nicest guys I’ve ever met.  Doctors aren’t this pleasant in the southwest.  What’s up with that?)

Anyway, my thyroid gland is enlarged, but it happens in pregnancy, so he’s not too worried.  We ran more bloodwork, the results from which won’t be back before next week, but he advised me to take an extra prednisone during the procedures for its immune suppressant properties, and assured me I’d be fine.  My pulserate was high (90bpm), but I told him it was because I was in a doctor’s office.  He checked again in a few minutes after we’d been talking about chickens and the Grand Canyon and it was lower (80bpm) so he laughed and told me not to worry so much.

(BTW, I’m sensing a doctor’s advice theme here, since it’s the second time I’ve heard that advice from a fatherly-type doctor in the last few months) which is sort of sucky because I’m so much better than I used to be.  Can’t I get some credit for that?  If they’d known me in full-on worry mode, they’d've probably checked me into an institution for the dangerously anxious.

Anyway, my blood pressure is still great, so he told me that unless I started presenting some symptoms other than a highish heartrate, they’d probably just monitor me (Yay! More blood work appointments!) and not try to medicate me with no cause (Yay!  MIght still be able to breastfeed safely!)  He said there was every chance that this would resolve on its own in another 6 weeks or so, and I decided that’s what I’m going to hope for.

It was very reassuring.  And I don’t have to dread going back there, because he’s a nice guy.  And I’m fairly convinced I’m not going to die next week or lose Sprog.

Whew.  Now if I could just be allowed a few days with nothing to fret about, I’d be oh-so-grateful.

Of course, I’m back to the Realm of Pain today.  So much for that brilliant idea…