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I had that discussion about birth control with my mother on Friday. It went both better and worse than I thought it would.

The good:
Long story short, she said I could do whatever I wanted on that front. She recommended not getting an IUD since she had a horrendously bad experience with one when she was younger, and she agreed with my basic plan: try the minipill for a few months and then get the implant.

On Tuesday I had an appointment with my GP (whom I don't care for very much, but whatever). The appointment ought to have been ~10 minutes or so, right? I was there for an hour. The first good sign was that the nurse on duty seemed amenable when I mentioned wanting the minipill. Dr. M came in and I mentioned the problems that I'd experienced with my libido over the last few years and how they seemed to be linked to taking the combined birth control pill. I explained about wanting the minipill as a trial run for an implant, then we had a break while she looked up what the minipill was and how it worked because she wasn't familiar with it. After quickly going over that information, she wrote me a prescription for Ortho Micronor, the minipill. Yay!

Dr. M also talked to me about getting the implant later on. I was thinking about getting Implanon, but she kept mentioning Norplant. Norplant hasn't been on the market in the US since 2002-2004, and Norplant II was approved by the FDA in 2006 but never actually marketed in the US, so I am confused as to what she was talking about and where she got that information. I will more than likely be going to a different doctor when it comes time for me to actually get the implant.

More good news: I picked up my prescription yesterday, and it was only $30 for 3 months! Dr. M was afraid my insurance wouldn't cover it because it's apparently not generic, but it is just as cheap as regular ole' Ortho TriCyclen. Funny thing was, I asked for a pharmacist consult since this is my first time taking Ortho Micronor. The pharmacist obviously had no idea what she was talking about, and basically just said “...if you have any symptoms out of the ordinary, call your doctor.” Thanks for the specifics, lady!

I know some of you are in the same boat as me, birth control-wise. I started taking it last night, and I will be carefully monitoring for any side effects that I won't be able to deal with. I'll let you all know how it goes!

So far so good, right?

Stay tuned for Part II to find out!

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I'm going to have The Talk with Mom when she gets home tonight.* ** Right now I'm leaning heavily towards getting a BC implant Implanon. My research has shown that it is rather easy to put in (about a 1 minute procedure to put in under then skin of the upper arm, kind of like getting a shot) and very minor surgery to take out; in most cases, just a small incision to remove it. This is opposed to the IUD, which is between rather and unbearably painful to have inserted for a nulliparous woman (a woman who has never given birth).

The implants are progestin-only, so that will hopefully solve my BC libido problems. I'm thinking about trying the mini-pill (also progestin-only) for a few months first to see how it will effect me before I go through with getting the implant, since the pill is very easy to quit -- you just stop taking it. According to everything I've seen, progestin-only BC methods are just as effective as the combined estrogen-progestin methods -- the mini-pill and the pill/patch/ring each have an % typical-use failure rate (0.3% perfect-use failure); whereas Implanon has a 0.05% failure rate for both typical- and perfect-use (versus the IUDs: Mirena's 0.2% failure and Paragard's 0.6-0.8% failure).

I called my doctor's office to see if they offer Implanon. The receptionist asked Dr. M, who said something about Norplant. Now I'm leery about this because Norplant hasn't been used in the US since ~2002, and Norplant II/Jadelle was approved by the FDA but never used in the US, so I don't know what Dr. M is talking about. I guess I'll find out at my appointment on Tuesday.

*I think Mom knows that Dan and I have been sexually active for years (I mean, come on, we've been together for 5 years, you'd think she'd assume that at least), but she's never said anything about it, so this should be interesting.

**Yeah yeah yeah, I know I'm 23 and all, so why should I have to talk about this with a parent? Well it's their health insurance so they're the ones who will have to pay anything UHC doesn't cover beyond the copay. That's why. If it were my policy, I would just be doing this and forget discussing it with a parent altogether. Hopefully she won't be stupid about this and it turns out to be a "Yeah sure go ahead" sort of deal.
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Note: This post may be considered TMI for some, but it's my blog and I need to talk about this. If you're uncomfortable with talk about sex, just skip it

I which I ramble... )

Has anyone else had this problem? What did you do about it? What method of BC do you use now? Other than "I'm LGBT so I don't have to worry about it! Haha stupid straight people =P" (I'm looking at YOU, Kelly and Geena!)
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Holy crap I don't think I've ever been this close to flipping out over this.

I went off birth control toward the end of February due to my financial situation and lack of health insurance, but we've still been practicing safe sex. Dan brought up last Saturday night as we were cuddling in bed that it had been quite awhile since I'd had it, but I don't clearly remember the last time I had my period. I know it was just ending on a Friday/Saturday that we went to Dan's parents' house. That would be either Easter weekend or two weekends before that for Tatiana's birthday. We couldn't pinpoint it better than either of the two weekends. So, four to six weeks ago. I'm used to it coming every four weeks like clockwork, either Sunday night or Monday morning, for the last five years. It was either coming up right on time, or it was two weeks late. It was that "two weeks late" part that we were concerned about. I'd meant to keep track of my periods after coming off birth control, but it kept slipping my mind, so now we have this great big question mark hanging over our heads to deal with.

Sunday came and went with no sign of it. Monday too. Days passed with no clue that it would be coming anytime, and we grew more concerned with each passing hour. Finally, on Wednesday Dan brought up the possibility of buying a home pregnancy test. I didn't want to because I was terrified of seeing a + or two lines or a big bold PREGNANT glaring up at me. Scenarios were running through my head of what I would do if I was. That's as far as I got, I couldn't bring myself to say or even think that terrible "P" word. What would I do if I took the test and it came back positive? I can't have a baby, not right now. I barely have $200 in the bank. I'm only 22. I'm trying to get a better job, and go back to school. I'm not ready to give up my life for a tiny, insistent human life. I can't even afford a dog. I could get an abortion, but I'd feel terrible even if I caught it this early. I could keep it and give it up for adoption, but I have no insurance and wouldn't be able to afford the routine check ups, not to mention anything that might pop up if something went wrong. That and I'd feel horrible having a kid out there that I didn't know. I'd feel awful thinking about how he might feel unwanted because I gave him up. All of this ran through my head in a jumbled mess in about twelve seconds.

Dan insisted that he would feel better knowing, no matter which way it turned out. At least we'd know. I knew I would stay up worrying if it came back positive, but I'd probably be able to sleep not knowing. I agreed to get the test for his peace of mind. I made him take us to the store in his car, since he had our reserved spot. I felt horribly awkward standing in the aisle staring at the pregnancy tests, trying to decide which one to get. We grabbed a First Response two-pack, since it's supposed to be able to tell within only four days of your missed period. We also got some corn on the cob. Yumm.

Of course, I'd already peed just before deciding to go to the store, so I had to drink a bunch of water while we tried to distract ourselves watching Glee. It worked, but only until the next commercial break. Damn. I finally peed on the damn stick (that was awkward) and left it in the bathroom to develop for a few minutes. Dan and I distracted ourselves more. Five minutes later, we checked the test. One line. Negative. Not pregnant. Thank god.

Of course, my period started trickling in on Thursday and came full-force on Friday. All that worrying and hand wringing and avoidance that could have just been ignored and resolved with a few more days of "wait-and-see."
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This is getting ridiculous. Persilla Queen of the Desert (aka Pauline) has decided that it is quite all right to lock me out of the room any time she chooses so that she can have sex. This has happened at least five times in the last week.

On Sunday, I got up somewhat early (8-9 am) and went into the living room so I wouldn't bother her or her boyfriend who were still asleep in the bedroom. They woke up soon after that and locked the door and started having sex while I was in the living room. I wasn't even dressed for the day yet. I had to go knock on the door to be allowed into my own room so I could get my clothes and leave. Well, I left the door open because I would be going in and out for a bit while getting prepared for the day. I walked in through the OPEN bedroom door and walked right in on her going down on him. Fortunately, the blanket was strategically placed so I didn't see much of him, but I got an eyeful of her fat ass. Seriously?? The door was OPEN, dipshit!

After coming home from the gym today, the bedroom door was wide open. Turns out, they were napping. Fine, whatever. But now, I'm locked out of my room AGAIN while they have sex AGAIN. Once or twice is fine. But nearly every day? Enough is enough. I get that this is a relatively new relationship, but still. Some basic courtesy would be appreciated: a) don't lock me out of the room that we share while I'm home, b) don't have sex on my furniture (which I know they've done at least 2 or 3 times), and c) don't have sex while I'm home!! My sex life has suffered because I follow all three of this guidelines. I hate that it has, but I value some semblance of peace in the apartment. I really want to start violating all of these "guidelines" all the time, just to show her how rude it is.

What would you do if you were in the same situation, flist?

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eeee So we were assigned homework for my Nutrition class. We had to keep track of our food intake for two consecutive days and work out the percent of Calories from protein, fat and carbohydrates, plus our percent of daily recommended fiber intake. I'm... concerned. I worked out on Tuesday and ran some, but I only ate about 900 Calories in that entire day. When I ride my bike up hills on campus, I end up feeling a bit sick almost every time, though not especially tired. I'm concerned that my fatigue is related to not eating enough. I'm not the most active person in the world, but I do work out 2-4 times a week, volunteer at the zoo and tutor for four hours on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays (which takes a surprising amount of energy). My two-day average caloric intake is about 1215 Calories, but most days I probably don't make it much past 1000. Am I worrying for no reason or is this a legitimate worry? Should I start eating more?

In two days I had:
145.2 grams of protein --> 580.8 Cal from protein
41.75 grams of fat --> 375.75 Cal from fat
368.7grams of carbohydrates --> 1474.8 Cal from carbohydrates
for a total of 2431.35 Cal
and 26.6 grams fiber 

Percent of Calories from protein 23.89%
Percent of Calories from fat 15.45%
Percent of Calories from Carbohydrates 60.66%
Percent of daily recommended fiber 53.20%

Also, I need to get my yearly pelvic exam soon. Meaning, within the next two weeks. Problem is, I hate hate HATE it. I would rather get stabbed with another enormous needle and almost pass out from the pain and pain-induced-nausea than get this exam again. BUT, I have to get this exam done in order to get my birth control. So, I need any advice you guys might have for making this less of a hellish experience; all I've found online just says to relax. Uh yeah I TRIED THAT THE LAST FOUR TIMES. STILL SUCKED ASS. I'm definitely asking for the damn speculum to actually be warm this time instead of freeze-the-sun cold. That, and I'm asking for the smallest one they have. Is there anything else I can do, maybe "warm up" before the appointment? Anything? Also, in your experience, do male or female doctors generally do a better job? Nurse practitioners?


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