Well, I was supposed to have my preconception appointment on Monday, but a couple things went wrong. One, the girl who scheduled the appointment didn't do it right. I needed to be booked for a full physical with bloodwork, and she only blocked me in for a 15 minutes consultation. Two, the doctor was insanely busy because all the assistants called out. So I really only got like 5 minutes. We did have time to talk about me going off paxil, but because I told her I feel completely not in control of my life and unable to do anything, she said I needed to be on prozac. Apparently it's one of the safest anti-depressants to be on while pregnant. She also prescribed a folate vitamin, detrin? She said take that for a month and then I should be able to switch to an over-the-counter version.
So today I took a paxil AND a prozac (while I get weened off the paxil) and I feel a bit zombie-ish. And insanely tired. In fact, after I post this I'm going to bed. It's ten after 8. Ugh. I looked at some sites, and I just don't know if I want to be on prozac when I get pregnant. I know I'm overwhelmed right now with things, but I don't think I'm in such a bad situation mentally that I'll need to stay on it. Prozac can cause pre-term birth and withdrawal for the baby. That sucks. So, when I go back for my real physical next month, I'm going to tell her I want to be off prozac by February.
Ugh. So that's that. I was hoping for a more interesting appointment. Oh! And then, I tried to schedule genetic testing to see if I'm a CF carrier. Boy do they make that hard! This one place had me call University of MD in baltimore, for their genetic counseling, and I'd have to meet with a counselor and blah blah blah. I left a message but they didn't call back. Then I called my OB/GYN and left a message. My doctor calls me today and is like, "so what's the deal, you just want blood work to screen for this genetic disease?" And I'm like yeah. She says "well if you're partner doesn't have a family history of CF, then you're most likely okay. I would just wait until you're pregnant, because otherwise it's gonna cost you $400 per person." Ewww. So, I guess we're going to play Russian Roulette. They test for CF anyway, so what will be will be. Once I'm pregnant, there's no going back. Not once they exist. It would be like Linda saying she wishes she'd never had Sarah. And I was hoping to avoid that possibility. But, I think I'm just being too paranoid. The chances are good that Derek isn't a carrier.
Okay, I think that's all. I may or may not have more to write before my next appointment. Otherwise, updates to come next month.