This blog is going to be leaning heavily to the babymaking business in the coming months… but I promise I will still stay as witty as ever. Lord knows I’ll need all the humor I can muster with all that lies ahead. Please hang with me, won’t you?
I had my RE appointment today. For once, I walked out of a doctor appointment feeling good.
The doctor spent an hour and a half with me. It was truly nice to not feel rushed and to be educated on all things fertility related. What a nice appointment. He lifted my spirits, and that is something I sorely needed.
You rock, doc!
For the next three weeks, I am at the mercy of my new favorite doctor. More blood tests (now S. gets in on the action too), some genetic testing, and finally this month I get my Day 3 FSH testing too see how old me “body” thinks I am (i.e. my eggs).
And, this cycle will be fully monitored. Which means, appointments and ultrasounds out the wazoo.
I came home with a handful of information, and finally, some optimism. Considering I’ve spent the last year and a half spinning my wheels, this will be a welcome schedule.
That’s me breathing a little better today… or at least until the medical bills start rolling in.