I’m going to talk about my
annual exam Gynecologist appointment. If you are easily offended, read this instead. Much love.
4 Things I Learned With My Feet In Stirrups at the Gynecologist
So. Yesterday, I had to go to the lady doctor (why else would my feet be in stirrups?!). You know the one. These doctor visits are necessary, but that doesn’t mean I have to like them. I mean, who really wants a plastic scapula stuck up their hoo ha? Seriously! It’s extremely uncomfortable. At least plastic isn’t shockingly cold (remember those metal ones?!).
More than just a doctor’s appointment
But I digress-this appointment wasn’t just about my lady bits. My lady doctor also happens to be my general practitioner. And a Naturopath. It’s awesome how it all works out. I was getting my lab results from my new supplement regimen (everything is looking super!) so that we could make a few tweaks and adjustments, and this is where I learned the first few things about myself. The were revelations to me, so I thought I’d share, since we’re friends and all.
- I’m borderline anemic.
Yup. Not so great-but it explains why I’ve been so stinking tired all the time even though my thyroid levels looked good at my last appointment.
- I don’t eat enough leafy green veggies.
And I was surprised to find out that broccoli doesn’t count. Broccoli rabe does, though. So I am on a mission to eat more spinach, romaine, kale, collards, and swiss chard.
- I should not eat my veggies raw (with a few exceptions).
Now, I know that having thyroid issues limits the foods that my body can tolerate well. But it’s more than that. There are quite a few veggies that actually hinder the thyroid hormones that my body has trouble producing anyway. Now, I’m sure that you’ve heard about making sure that you either avoid cruciferous vegetables or cook them to death, but did you know that it’s more than that?
- My uterus is tilted….
And now on to my hoo ha!
Y’all. I did not even know that this was possible! Apparently, carrying two rather large babies did a number to more than just my hips. My doc had trouble finding my cervix because it was “hiding”. Not a fun scavenger hunt, I tell you.