Last week, you sent prayers and positive thoughts for me to recover from the not-so-comfortable space I was in. Today I want to thank all of you for your prayers that I am doing fine.
Certain deficiencies did come out in the test reports and I have been put on supplements for a year.
We are one big virtual family and I have been longing to share with you about my acts of bravery and weakness that occurred on the day of the check-up.
As I waited for my echo test to start, I was unsure if I would be able to pull of walking and running on the treadmill fearing I would get breathless terribly. Once I was at it, I kept on moving, as per the nurse’s instructions, for a good 7 minutes when the treadmill was stopped and I was asked to lie down. I felt good that I pulled it off well with my pulse rate and blood pressure within the normal range.
Next it was the turn for the Pap smear test. This was going to be the first time for me. I have a deep fear with respect to this. During the time I lived in UK, I used to get appointment letters from my surgery regularly for getting this test done but I never went for it. However, this time I could not avoid it. I resolved I will be brave but the moment the Gynecologist inserted the speculum I raised a huge hue and cry and screamed out aloud – “I don’t want the test”. I was crying profusely. I was not the same person who had courageously gone through the infertility treatments and IUI procedure 5 years back.