Well, I had my ultrasound and the tech couldn't find anything suspicious. She did note a slightly swollen lymph node but couldn't locate the lump. She felt it but just couldn't see it on the screen and she really dug in there with the wand. She said if's a hernia, it was too small to see with an ultrasound but a CT scan would likely find it. At this point, it's no longer a gynecological issue so I have to find a new primary doctor (because my old one was a dude and I'm just not comfortable with him feeling around my lady bits, like a doctor would have to in order to find this hernia, unless it was his specialty) and just go in for a full physical and blood work and have them deal with it. I was hoping to have an answer by now but whatever. Since it's not causing me any discomfort and not even noticeable on a scan, I plan to resume working out today. I will get back into running but not sure about weight lifting. Maybe I'll hold off on that until I get in to see the primary.
Enough about the lump. Let's talk about Ryder.
He went in for his 9 month check-up (he's almost 1 - that's how far behind I am in everything) and the doc was concerned about his weight and height. Apparently he's a little shrimp that hasn't grown much since his last visit. UGH. Why is there always some medical thing going on with my precious cargo! Now he (and Jane when she was his age) have always been on the smaller side. He's otherwise very healthy - sleeps good, poops good, is SUPER active, eats well and is meeting all his milestones. The doc wasn't too worried but she did send us to get immediate blood work done. If you haven't held down a screaming 11 month old while they get 4 tubes of blood drawn, you haven't lived.
I did that with Jane and it was a much more pleasant experience so Ryder must've inherited his daddy's fear of needles. The doc said his lack of growth could be due to thyroid issues, anemia or other things. If his blood work comes back normal, then she will write him off as just a hyperactive pipsqueak with a fast metabolism (like me!). For the record, he's 28 inches (which really isn't THAT short) and 16.5-17 lbs. I've googled these measurements and there are a lot of other babies like him out there that have no issues. They just hit growth spurts later on. Which is what I'm obviously hoping for my little man. Now here's the fun part: the doc called me yesterday with some of the lab results but the call went straight to voicemail! I never rec'd a missed call or anything. I actually called the office this morning and they told me that the doc tried calling me yesterday and left a voicemail. I was shocked. The one time my phone fails me. So the doc is with patients all day and I'm waiting for her to call back.
On the voice mail she said that she wanted to discuss the results with me but that it wasn't an emergency. How does one take that? Okay it's not an emergency but there was obviously something abnormal about his results or else she would've stated otherwise. Right? I don't want to be that annoying parent that calls a million times so I'm patiently (lolz) waiting for her to call back. I've been waiting almost 6 hours. Come on dude...call.me.back.
Being a mother is the greatest job/responsibility/duty/blessing I can ever ask for. But when it comes to medical stuff, ugh, so hard. When Jane was 9 months old, there were words thrown around like seizures and muscular dystrophy when all she had was a stupid allergy to the dog. I know Ryder will be fine, whatever it is. My little man is a rock. And he won't be little forever!