Me, "that sounds very interesting"
Other person, "yeah, I really enjoy it. What do you do?"
Me, "I miscarry."
Ok, that didn't happen but it may as well have. I knew it was going to happen. I could feel it. Sure enough...Friday was the day. I called my nurse, as I was told to do. After talking to Dr. M he decided it is for sure time to see a specialist. They gave me the name and number to who they refer to and I called and left a message. It was late on Friday that I called so I'm expecting a call tomorrow to schedule an appointment. So, I'm a planner to the max, so I was on the website of the fertility clinic to see what the first office visit would be like. I was quite surprised to see that they will spend at minimum an hour with us and by the time we are done they will have diagnosed us AND have a plan in place. That's what I'm talking about!! Of course I've already printed off the paperwork and filled out the medical history for both of our families. Did I mention I'm a planner? I also looked at the possible causes of infertility and the treatments for each cause. I obviously looked at the causes for recurrent miscarriage and it's interesting stuff. I'll be taking a month off the clomid because Dr. M wouldn't prescribe it as he doesn't know what new Dr. S will say. I'm pretty happy about that. But I also recognize I might be put on a whole slew of other drugs in the next month. We shall see. I'm also slightly afraid of the other testing I might have to have. The previous tests haven't been sunshine and butterflies. I'm actually really terrified of having an HSG with the dye instead of the bubbles. Eeeek!! But I'll take whatever's given to me. Well, sort of. I'm not sure about IVF (if it came to that). I'll need to talk statistics vs cost vs drug injections vs what it's going to do to me before we would talk about IVF vs adoption. Here I go again with the worst case scenario thinking. I should stop that. But I won't ;) so now we wait until we meet with Dr. S and know where to go from there.
PS my puppy is a genius and I'm pretty sure he's housebroken after 2 weeks. No accidents in the house since Wednesday and he stands at the back door when he needs to go out! Now to work on the chewing...
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