I was watching TLC's show, The Little Couple, and it was the episode where they begin demolishing the house they were going to build on. When demolishing happened, he said something that I couldn't help but agree with him more and that is the word, " progess."
He said that seeing the demolition of the old house made him feel as if they were making steps towards their new house and basically making " progress" and it felt really good.
This is how I essentially feel at this time.
I spoke with the RN at the fertility clinic this morning as I had contacted them letting them know that I've had my polyp removal surgery and should be starting my period next week. With that said, the clinic has devised an IUI treatment plan for me. Can I say, " exciting?" Why? It's progress. This is the part where you join me in clapping your hands and jumping up and down. I'm really excited.
By the way, my surgery went well. I don't remember a single thing during the surgery as I was temporary intubated and knocked out. I woke up very grudgingly and groggily, and oh, nauseated in the recovery room. Slept pretty much the entire day and returned to work two days later with no complications. Let's hope that it doesn't grow back anytime soon, yes?
Yesterday, I had my polyp(s) removed. Surgery was scheduled for 8:30 am, but I had to arrive at the Outpatient Surgery center at 7:00. Just a wee bit early for me, but it was okay because I wanted these pesky little things out of me!
This was my first surgery ever, so I was a nervous. The RN and I could tell because my blood pressure was a bit high (140/80). Thankfully, it went down post surgery to a more normal value. I wish I could tell you how the surgery went, but I couldn't as I was knocked out completely. All I remember was the anasthesiologist giving me oxygen through a mask and next thing I knew, I was groggily waking up in the step down recovery unit. I felt so nauseated from the anasthesia that they had to give me a couple of anti-nausea medicine to help me.
A little bit of cramping took place every now and then all day yesterday and I was very sleepy.
Today, I feel better, but I'm just taking it easy per the doctor's instructions. I was scheduled to work tonight and tomorrow, but he advised that I take a few days off. I couldn't agree with him more. It's a good thing I asked in our pre-op appointment.
Right now, my worries is that the polyps will grow back. I'm so very hopeful however that the removal of the polyps will help us get pregnant. I can't help but peruse the internet to find success stories of polyp removal, but at the same time, I know it's driving me insane.
Please God. Please let this work.
I just finished up the last of the prerequisite lab/tests for the fertility clinic before starting any treatments. My outpatient surgery to remove the polyp/fibroid is scheduled later this month. So if all goes well, we can hopefully start our IUI treatment next month.
I'm very pleased to report that my FSH levels came back normal. Phew! I emailed my parents regarding my numbers and in the email said that " This Spring Chicken still got it!" My Mom replies with, " I always knew you were a Foster Farms chicken!" Hahaha, just gotta laugh. Too funny Mom.
Since learning that the polyp/fibroid that is in me needs to be removed because it may affect implantation or cause a miscarriage, it got me thinking..... Is this the reason why we couldn't get pregnant because of this darn skin tag?!? Once we remove it, I wonder if we can get pregnant on our own?
I'm trying to be optimistic. Please keep your fingers and toes crossed for us.
Sometimes, I can't help but wonder if the tiny delays that I've had to encounter is equivalent to red flags, or it just pure coincidence?
My latest delay is outpatient surgery. Our RE called me personally this morning ( I love that!), to tell me that he reviewed my HSG film to take a closer look at the polyp/fibroid. He would like to have it removed because it's big enough where it may be impeding on implantation or if I were to get pregnant, may cause a miscarriage. Screw you Catholic OB for telling me that it shouldn't impede on me getting pregnant.
This is the most times of my entire life, thus far, that I've been poked and prodded. Am I playing catch up?
On another note, Mr. Dubyah and I celebrated our 2 year Wedding Anniversary this past weekend. Our Anniversary date is May 25th. We celebrated by taking a local vacation to the California coast and stayed in the very charming town of Los Gatos, CA.
The town of Los Gatos is such a cute place to live in. I loved every inch of it. From the oh-so retro yet modern homes surrounding the hills and streets, to it being a very pet friendly place. There were doggies everywhere. Maddie absolutely loved it, that's for sure!
We stayed at the Los Gatos Hotel & Spa which is a pet friendly hotel. I loved that they don't charge an extra fee for your pet to stay. The moment you step in, you immediately take in the smells of lavender that follows you from the lobby and into your room.
When we arrived in our room, I was swooning with the Mediterranean charm and oooh and awwwing over how they took care of Maddie as well.
They provided her a doggy bed and two ceramic bowls for her water and food.
They even provided a small bag of gourmet doggy treats from a local pet boutique called Bow Wowser.
We had such a relaxing time. It was a good small getaway and I'm so glad that we decided to celebrate our anniversary this way. I love exploring the nooks and crannies of the areas around us.
We finally had our initial consult with the fertility clinic. It was suppose to be last week, but due to my Dr.'s surgery schedule, they had to reschedule it, which I'm really, really, thankful for as I'll explain why later.
As I pulled into the parking lot, I still couldn't believe that I was going into a fertility clinic. I guess you can say that I am and have been in denial regarding our trying to conceive. I keep hoping that we'll magically get pregnant on our own each month. Obviously, that hasn't been the case, but hey, when you have an unexplained infertility issue going on between the two of us, it can't hurt to dream, yes?
When I walked in, it was kinda comforting seeing people in the waiting room that were there for the same reason as you and that was "having a hard time getting pregnant." For some reason, I was soaking the environment all in as if I were going to write a novel describing the place. Weird, I know. But, knowing that this will be a place to visit for awhile, I wanted to get used to where everything is.
One thing I noticed is that they had many, many doors. People were being called in from various locations. It was kinda funny. The first time when I got called in, they called me from the door closest to me to get my vitals such as my height, weight, temperature, blood pressure, heart rate, and oxygen level. They even took a couple picture of us for our file which I found kinda funny.
Then, they had us wait again in the waiting room and finally after what seemed like an hour, they called us in again but from another door which I couldn't see. I heard my name, but just couldn't figure out where it was being called at. It was all too funny.
The doctor (RE) we met up with is the head of the facility. Before coming in, I've heard good reviews about him. It was good to finally meet him and see how caring and compassionate he is which reasassured my confidence in him. He basically went over our file and then did an ultrasound on me. So glad that our consult appointment was done today as I just finished up my AF. Had it been last week, they would have seen me in all my gory, gunky, self. The day of our first appointment I just started my AF and when I just start my AF, I am very heavily flowing. Can you just imagine the horror???
Right now, our plan is to get some blood work done. One of them being an FSH level on Day 3. My Catholic OB did get an FSH level done, but it was done randomly. The result of it was within normal limits, which was encouraging but he still wanted to get a Day 3 FSH level. Once all the labs are done, he's then going to start me on the fertility drug, Clomid and we'll do IUI.
Hopefully, we can start in July. Here's for a great summer everyone!
Today is not a good day for me. I'm sad. Just sad. I'm trying to get out of this funk, but it's really hard. I wish I could go back in time to two years ago on our wedding day when I was happy and hadn't a clue of what me and Mr. Dubyah were going to go through in the following months.
I keep hoping that we'll beat this. That we'll magically and naturally get pregnant. Like this month. Alas, I am feeling my AF symptoms and it's making me sad. I hate this. Why?
Just yesterday afternoon while grocery shopping at our lovely Walmart, we hear a mother of two shouting quite loudly to her 2 year old children to " SHUTUP." I felt so bad for the kids. A woman who we later found out is a {off duty} police officer gained the courage to step to the mother and told her that there is no need to yell at her children like that. It became a huge shouting fight, moreso by the mother; not by the police officer, ofcourse. She was really making it a big production.
But just witnessing this whole event made me wonder why people like her are able to have children. I swear, it's just not fair!
This coming Thursday is our first appointment with the fertility clinic. I'm happy that's its with the head of the fertility clinic. Gives me some hope that we'll be able to get pregnant.We'll see. It's pretty much an informational appointment with the clinic and our RE. Here's to hoping for a good session!
This afternoon I went to my very first acupuncture session with Dr. Cherry. I've read so many good things about this guy that I guess I had these high expectations of him being so compassionate and caring and boy, were they all correct. I was able to open up to him like no other despite just meeting him for the first time. Weird, no?
We discussed me trying to conceive and was very surprised that the Catholic OB didn't order an FSH test. Yeah, same here, buddy! I didn't know about an FSH test until after the fact that I got referred to the fertility clinic and frankly at this point, whatever. I'm positive that the fertility clinic will order the test, no doubt.
He did a 25 minute acupuncture treatment on me. When he placed the needles on me, it just felt like a slight pinch but that was it. No other pain whatsoever. He had me lay there for about 25 minutes and in those 25 minutes, I closed my eyes and tried to relax. It was sorta hard though because I hear the receptionist laugh and hear other people talk despite the Massage Envy type of music playing in the background. There was a needle in each of my ears, one in the middle of my forehead, a few on my lower limbs and lower abdoment area.
In all honesty, I'm not quite sure about this yet. He would like to me visit him on a weekly visit. I failed to ask him how much each visit would cost me. If it is $145 per session, I may have to re-think this.
He gave me a book, titled, The Infertility Cure, by Randine Lewis. I read a few chapters in it and some aspects of it has caught my interest, whereas some didn't. I just can't help but wonder if it's all more of a psychological belief when it comes to Eastern medicine. My pessimist side can't help but come out.
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