Finally, Some Good News

So, I went to the fertility doctor for my initial consultation. I have to admit that I was pretty nervous. I just kept imagining in my head that the doctor would kindly shake his head and tell me it was no hope. Of course, my husband told me to calm down but I wasn't having it.

We went over my medical history and my tests/procedures to date. The bad news is that the doctor confirmed that something is definitely wrong with me. If not, I would have been pregnant looong ago. That's a little hard to hear out loud, but I had prepared myself to hear that. Nobody wants to hear that there's something wrong with you. I can't help myself from wondering what I did wrong.

Here's the good news, dear reader(s)...if the only problem I have is the blocked Fallopian tube, then that is a relatively easy obstacle to overcome! Yeah! The doctor said that my chances of getting pregnant are "very high." I got all teary eyed in the office when he said that. It's indescribably joyful to hear good news after years of bad news and disppointment.

The next step is to get about 1,000 invasive tests done to confirm that I only have the one issue going on. The other piece of good news is that it is possible for me to cram in all the testing in the next month so I should know the verdict very soon.

Here's my other next step--scheduling an emergency soda night. How 'bout it, ladies? Who wants to get black out drunk? I see all your raised hands, so call me.

Can't Ignore the Obvious

I have a confession to make. Some of you may not know that my husband and I have been trying unsuccessfully to have a baby for years. For the longest time, I was really embarassed and never mentioned anything to anyone. Over the last year, I have slowly opened up to other people and have found that some of my friends have faced some infertility issues of their own.

It's just tough facing facts: something is wrong. I have been slowly getting the tests I need, always hoping that the last test or hormone supplement will be the last. Unfortunately, nothing has worked. I've found out at this point that I have a blocked Fallopian tube--so at least I have a physical reason for my problems. Did you know that some couples don't have any physical problems but still can't get pregnant? It's caled "unexplained infertility."

Well, I took a deep breath and called an infertility specialist and made an appointment for June 5. I have to admit that it's been harder than I thought to admit to myself that I have a problem that won't resolve itself. I'm nervous and a little sad but trying to keep my spirits up.

To make matters worse, I found out that because my OB/GYN prescribed me Clomid, I am disqualified for about $2000 in testing at the infertility clinic. We're going to have to pay cash for everything, and believe me, it will add up fast. Luckily we have some savings which will hopefully take care of it.

It's been pretty tough for me to write this, but I am doing it in the hopes of helping some other girl out there realize that you're not alone. I have faith that everything will work out, but if I'm ever a little sad and don't want to talk about it, you'll know the reason why.

I think it will help me to write about my trials and tribulations so I hope you'll indulge me. Thanks reader(s), you're the best!