I'm 3 days late. I want to test, but I'm terrified. Afterall, miracle don't just happen do they? In a month where there was an HSG and relations with the husband only once, is there really a chance? Anyone else ever be late after an HSG? Hope is creeping up with each day of being late, yet I know that my chances are really, really small that we managed to get pregnant all on our own. This wait may be the one, but I can't bring myself to find out for sure.
It's Friday, there are very few people at work, and I'm contemplating skipping out a few minutes early. Granted, I'd rather skip out a lot of minutes early on a nice sunny June day, but I figure that doesn't exactly show great enthusiasm for my job a really good work ethic. Yes, I know blogging while at work doesn't either, but it's lunch time!
There is nothing to report from Dr. Cool. No calls about wonky bloodwork. No requests to come back and be shot full of radioactive dye. Just waiting until the 7th when I go in for the appointment and hoping against all hope that he doesn't put me back on clomid. I really don't think either my husband or I can take me on it again. Right now I'm just waiting on day 1 to arrive. It should be Sunday at the latest.
I hope everyone else is having a wonderful summer afternoon. Happy Friday!!
I went for the day 21 progesterone check this morning. 4 sticks, 2 bruised arms, and a bruised hand later, they finally got the blood. Out of the same arm as the initial stick. Today was not a good blood draw day here. We'll get the results of everything on the 7th of July. Only test left to perform is P's SA which he has yet to schedule because of work. He promised he will set a time and go and do his thing. That's about it for today, some bruises, a sore arm, and since all of this was nice and painful, donuts for breakfast afterward.
Last week I had the dreaded HSG and it wasn't nearly as bad as I thought it was going to be. Yes, it was uncomfortable, but it wasn't painful. And in true me fashion, I managed to kick Dr. Cool in the head when he told me he was done. Smooth, right? Now all I have left for my initial testing is CD 21 blood work next week.
In other news, one of my dear friends has announce her pregnancy at 6 weeks along. I am thrilled for her as she and her husband have been trying for about a year. However, the niggling little spark of jealousy had to rear it's ugly head again. But I have decided I'm making her a nice yellow bib with a ducky button on it to give to her when I see her at the end of this month. And she's already dubbing me Auntie April which does amuse me as she knows I'll spoil her baby as much as she'll let me.
Reproductive Jeans is having a giveaway. It's a B.N. (Before Netflix) giveaway for some summer movie goodies!
I rememeber spending all kinds of time trying to decide which movie to rent with my brother and sister. Because the twins are 6.5 years younger than I am, it was always a compromise to find something we all would watch. My brother always wanted something with lots and lots of fighting in it. My sister and I usually went the Disney route as I love Disney and it kinda rubbed off on her. One of the more popular compromises was either The Dark Crystal or The Princess Bride. We now own both of these on DVD. But I still remember going and renting the VHS tape and waiting excitedly to see the movie and eat popcorn and get to stay up just a little later on Movie Night.
I'm scared about tomorrow. I don't know what this HSG is giong to reveal. I didn't expect to find out I had a cyst last week and now I'm worried that we're going to find blocked tubes or walls, or who knows what. P is being very blase' about the whole thing and it isn't helping. I want him to hold my hand and tell me it's all going to work out and things will be fine. I want him to come with me tomorrow for moral support. But instead I'm going to the hospital alone, getting the test done alone, and then driving myself home. He's still considering the days for when he'll go in for his own test.
Why do I suddenly feel like a comeplete and total outcast again? I thought I was past this. I share about what's going on with friends. I'm not ashamed about the fact that we dwell in the Land of IF. Yet suddenly as the testing begins I want to go and hide in a corner and pretend that none of it is real.
I think part of my problem is the fact that my high school reunion is in August and with that will come the inevitable questions about children. Are we having any? Do we have any? Plus I'm sure there will be pregnant bellies and new babies as well just from what I've heard through the grapevine and from the couple of people I actually stayed in contact with over the years. Maybe I'll be lucky and be knocked up and keeping a secret at that point in time. And maybe pigs will fly as well. I don't think that little miracle is going to happen, but maybe I'll be wrong.
Also known as what has been found on my right ovary. This nets me a date with the Magic Dildo-cam again next month. P has to schedule another SA. We're trying to time it so it's on the same day as my HSG. That's next week and will require missing at least part of a day of work. I'm really hoping to be able to go back to work afterward. I'm just trying to figure out how to broach this particular subject with my boss. Any suggestions? It's kind of awkward to have to ask for a half day of personal time after a week of vacation. Somehow, I don't see this going so well, you know?
Anyway, we have not gotten any further results. As they trickle in, I'll update here.
Today was the day. Today we made the first step and I saw Dr. Cool. He seemed very nice. He answered my questions, asked many of me, and then sent me for CD3 blood work and a date with the amazing dildo-cam. Not exactly the highlight of the visit, but at least he's being pro-active.
His initial thought is that my gynecologist was wrong and that I'm not anovulatory. He's not sure what the problem is yet, but he doesn't suspect anovulation or PCOS because I have regular periods. We'll know more after these initial results come back and after my HSG next Wed. Work is going to love me. I'm off for a week and then need to take half a day on Wed. for a test. I can hear the questions already.
But overall, it went well. I liked the doctor, I liked the staff, and it's not too far from where I work so getting to bloodwork and testing won't be as difficult as it could be. Next step, the HSG and P's SA. He's not thrilled about doing another one for this, but he understands why it needs done.