On This DayPosted: April 7, 2016 Filed under: Entertainment, Health, Infertility, Marriage, Self Improvement, Treatment | Tags: memories, on this day, tbt 2 Comments
Facebook’s On This Day thing has its ups and downs, for sure, but one thing it has got me doing is checking back through my archives here once or twice a week.
Last year we went hiking and Ian rescued me.
It’s been three whole years since I did the A to Z Challenge, and I desperately need to get back to sewing, since I still have one of these fabrics.
Four years ago letrozole gave me bone pain. I do not miss that stuff or Clomid.
And of course, Facebook let me know that five years ago we went to Nana’s house.
It’s Been a Few DaysPosted: June 7, 2012 Filed under: Blogging, Health, Peeing, Treatment | Tags: blood pressure, negative, update 4 Comments
I haven’t been doing anything to keep me from posting. I just haven’t been posting.
I peed again Monday morning…I mean, I wasted another strip. Stupid one line.
At least the timing for the PCOS consult my doctor requested in January is opportune. My appointment is next Wednesday. Hopefully whoever I see will be receptive when I request an HSG. It’d be nice to know whether or not my four eggs just got backed up somewhere. It’d be nicer if I didn’t have to wait to request it at the RE appointment in October.
Of course, it’d be nicest of all if I had an ultrasound, and there was a baby in there. Hey, if I’m dreaming, I’m gonna do it right.
Crap. This afternoon my counselor told me to keep working on positive affirmations. I’m not doing a very good job of that right now, am I? I’ll keep trying.
In other news, I’ve been completely off my blood pressure medicine for about three and a half weeks now, and doing great! The highest it’s been has been 125/80, so that’s one thing to be happy about.
That’s about all the coherence I have in me right now. I need to get motivated.
Asthma, and Better NewsPosted: May 14, 2012 Filed under: Health, Infertility, Treatment | Tags: asthma, breathing, bronchitis, letrozole 3 Comments
I had my follow up appointment bright and early this morning with my awesome doctor. Aaand she said I probably have asthma.
I didn’t even know until last week that asthma was something that can just pop up under the right conditions. None of my family or close friends has asthma, so I never really learned much about it.
But apparently I had the right conditions. Bronchitis mixed with some good old normal hormonal changes. I joked with my husband that maybe if I didn’t have PCOS I’d have had asthma since high school.
Anyway, she wasn’t certain I have asthma, because it may still just be bronchitis leftovers, but we’ll see after a few more weeks of recuperation and eight puffs a day on my inhaler. Hopefully, even if I do have asthma, once the bronchitis is all gone, I’ll only need the inhaler for emergencies or less often.
Regarding other health issues, I’m down to one blood pressure pill a day, from three. Yay! My blood pressure’s been as low as 80/50 some evenings, which made standing tons of fun, and was 128/83 at the doctor this morning, when it’s usually the highest. I don’t think that can all be attributed to not smoking the past two weeks, so again, we’re going with the letrozole ‘normalizing’ me.
I’ve been feeling really good emotionally the past few days. Happy, even. In spite of fatigue and shortness of breath. If this keeps up, heck, I wouldn’t mind the risk of high cholesterol and osteoporosis and just take letrozole five days a month as long as I can. Seems a fair trade to me.
Just starting the two week wait now! This one is it.
Back to the Infertility GrindPosted: May 8, 2012 Filed under: Infertility, Treatment | Tags: letrozole 11 Comments
For something that started as an infertility blog, I sure get off track sometimes, don’t I?
So, some pretty big news here: (no, not that big yet) I had a 29 day ovulatory cycle with my first round of letrozole! I only had to look at one negative, and that one only because I tested a day early, for our anniversary, y’know.
Today is now CD 8, and I finished taking round two yesterday, so I’m optimistically planning to get pregnant for my birthday on Saturday. I didn’t even have any side effects this time! Thank goodness, because I would definitely not have dealt well with any extra discomfort. The whole shortness of breath thing is still quite enough, thank you.
I’ve got to get in on this rash of pregnancies! Wish us luck!
UpdatesPosted: March 9, 2012 Filed under: Infertility, Treatment | Tags: letrozole, plan 6 Comments
So, um, yeah. Still not pregnant. Stupid body jerking me around again.
The plan now is a packet of birth control, then letrozole the first week of April.
My husband’s semenalysis came back fine, after a few days of phone tag with his doctor, so that’s one less thing to worry about, right?
I’ve been feeling awful. Depressed, useless, defective. I do have things to say, but they aren’t coming out the way I want them to, so I’ve just been photo challenging it up. Belle, you’re awesome. Thank you.
More Medical DramaPosted: February 27, 2012 Filed under: Health, Marriage, Treatment | Tags: doctor, free care, lab 10 Comments
I know, I know, I never got back to you about the jerk doctor I saw before my doctor on the fourteenth. But I’ll tell you now, because this is where the drama began.
Well, there’s a bit of backstory. When I was seeing the RE, he ‘didn’t see a need’ for a semen analysis. This was before the paternity test, so there was no reason to think my husband was any more fertile than I am, but there you have it.
He said we’ll also ‘assume’ that my tubes are clear. Thanks, dude. Way to show that concern.
When I went for my ultrasound followup it was on my list to ask if family practice can order a semenalysis, or if we needed a referral to urology.
Jerk doctor’s first question was whether I had insurance or not. I knew it would be a great visit from there. He said there was no reason for me to be there, they couldn’t do anything for me anyway, and insisted I needed to see an OB instead. Wtf. After he hounded me about how often I took provera, because PRN was apparently not a good enough answer, I gave up trying to talk to the guy.
When he asked ‘anything else?’ I dared to ask about the semenalysis. His answer? ‘We don’t do that. There are clinics in town that do that if you can afford it.’ I was fuming by then, and just shut down. He actually noticed that something was wrong! In tears, I snapped that I came in today expecting to see MY doctor, not someone who didn’t care about patients at all.
He got my doctor.
She came in and asked what happened, and apologized when I told her he said he couldn’t do anything for me. She said she’d find out about the semenalysis and try to get me an earlier appointment at the women’s clinic. It turns out that yes, they can do that in family practice.
Today was my husband’s appointment. We had our fingers crossed that he could take care of business today, and we wouldn’t have to come back, but alas! Apparently, they only count sperm before lunchtime. So we go back in the morning. And he’ll have to do the deed there, because our travel time plus registration waits may equal too long. He’s not too excited about this.
But the real fun came at the financial office. When he registered today, they waived the copay so he could apply for free care, as long as he applies before his next appointment. Which is now tomorrow morning, so we went straight to the office afterward, with all the paperwork I brought when I applied.
That wasn’t enough for the guy who ‘helped’ us. I don’t know of too many other ways I can say ‘I do not have a self employment tax return for 2010 because I was not self employed until 2011.’ He couldn’t grasp that. Finally he got pissed and got his supervisor, I can only assume to tell me I was being stupid. Oops, guess who was being stupid? I hope he had fun copying every weekly invoice I had since last June. He didn’t have much to say after that.
But (duh) my husband was approved, and he should hear something by Friday about his results. Which I’m sure will be fine, and only serve to make me feel guilty. At least we’ll know, right?