March 30th, 2017
I never thought we would be in this situation. Now, don’t get me wrong, I never assumed that I would get pregnant over night. I know better than that. However, the fact that I have been with my husband for 15 years and avoided pregnancy is pretty outstanding. Now, does this mean I get a prize for such feat?
In regards to my emotional state since we began this journey last year, I have been okay. Sure, I have had my share of feeling angry, frustrated, disappointed and sad, but for the most part, I look at the world with rose colored glasses. I have always had this thought that time is by my side, and I still feel this way.
When Steve and I had our consult with Dr. G, I was feeling pretty good. I felt fine when the medical assistant obtained my lab work (thyroid levels and pregnancy test as my period was a week late). I felt even better when I met my nurse Jamie and I’ll explain more about this later. Oh, but when the doctor came in, that is when this all hit me. Waterfall of tears that I have held on to for too long, the consequences of not sharing my feelings as much as I should.
A release, if you will.
Her therapeutic communication was on point. She reminded me of myself when I talk to my patients. She handed me a kleenex and gave me a few minutes to catch my breath and encouraged me to cry and let it all out.
So I did.
We talked about all sorts of different things. She recommended vitamins, yoga and weight loss (15 pounds to start) for the basics and then we talked about our plan of action. I provided my HSG report and disc that I had last year along with Steve’s last two semen analyses. She wants me to have a Sonohysterogram (SIS) to make sure my right fallopian tube is patent and pelvic ultrasound for a follicle count. Steve will do another analysis this week to make sure his counts are still trending up. I will be put on femara and we will have at least two to three rounds of intrauterine insemination (IUI). If this does not work, we will discuss in vitro fertilization (IVF). Yup, that’s the plan.
I felt emotionally drained after our appointment. We had lunch, came home, took a nap and then I cried for the rest of the evening and most of the day Friday. How did we get to this place? Infertility? Us? Yes, this is real life. I felt overwhelmed, scared, and disappointed that I have left myself hold on to these feelings to deal with on my own. We are going to need support to get through this and we have it, we have our family and our friends that are by our side and I am thankful. I just need to remind myself that while yes, everyone has their own personal problems and issues going on in their lives, mine are just as important.
I scheduled my SIS and pelvic ultrasound for next week. Jamie, my nurse, informed me that my TSH levels are on the high side of normal. Dr. G wants me to start taking 25mcg of synthroid starting tomorrow. Perhaps this explains my fatigue, difficulty sleeping, irritability and weight fluctuations!
Before I end this post, I previously mentioned that I would elaborate on why I felt better when I met my nurse Jamie. While driving to our appointment, I asked the universe to show me signs of comfort once we got to the office. As soon as we sat down to fill out paperwork, a gentleman sat in front of us and introduced himself. He shared his story of heartache we know all too well. First sign from the universe, reassurance we are not alone. My nurse Jamie? Well, that’s just it. Second sign from the universe, Jamie is my best friends name. When Dr. G came into the room, the first thing I noticed was that she was wearing purple scrubs. Third sign of the universe, purple is my favorite color.
As you continue to read on and get to know me, you will quickly discover that I am a spiritual person. The universe is so good to me and while some things in this life are not easy, I have faith that everything will be okay.