Oct 19, 2016
TTC: So Many Acronyms!
I had a visit with my doctor today and while it was a short chat, it was productive. My doctor is a no-nonsense kind of lady and I appreciate that. It should also be noted that I got to keep my pants on for this visit, so I was already winning.
After a few minutes of chatting and invasive TMI questions, she drew up a plan of action. Plans, lists, bullet points? I found my match, folks. Five minutes and a tornado of medical jargon later, I sat there staring into space and could only manage to spurt out, "Wow, so many acronyms." I'm so profound.
Basically the plan includes things like blood work (fun), a prescription for progesterone pills that are not to be taken orally, (super fun), and an HSG test, which is basically code for shooting dye all up inside you (loads of fun). She also referred me to a fertility specialist where there is all kinds of more fun to be had. I mean, you should see the paperwork involved.
In all seriousness though, I feel bittersweet about it all. I'm really relieved to have a plan laid out, but I never expected to be a bit emotional when I called Brandon with my diagnosis: unexplained infertility with possible luteal phase defect. I know that you are deemed "infertile" after a year of not being successful (though largely depends on who you ask), but seeing it in writing, well, made my stomach lurch.
But, that aside, I'm optimistic. Brandon is optimistic. My fun-prescribing doctor is optimistic and even told me I was sitting in the lucky chair. Well, how about that?
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