As I wrote about in an earlier post, I took no infertility drugs the last cycle. The ultrasound earlier this month showed a follicle too far along to permit drugs. Fortunately, the ultrasound today was done early enough and I will be taking 100 milligrams of Clomid starting today, have another ultrasound on June 6, will then do the Ovidrel shot, and then progesterone suppositories.
The doctor would also like to do an IUI this month, but because nothing with this process is ever easy, I STILL DON’T HAVE J’S HIV TEST RESULTS, but instead have twice been sent the HTLV results. I’ve been reminding J to take care of this for weeks, but his doctor’s office is inept, obviously, so he finds it frustrating to talk to them and he did not follow up until this morning when I called him after my appointment and “reminded” him. That I had to remind him is of course something I find frustrating.
Part of the problem is that privacy laws supposedly prevent anyone at his doctor's office but his doctor from looking at the results of the test or even confirming that he had a test. I find my desire for an adequate response to J’s and my needs difficult to reconcile with my support for patient privacy.
This morning was the first time the lobby of the clinic was busy. With all my past appointments, it was either just me in the lobby, or maybe one other person. Today, I counted at least seven pregnant women. My mental response to this went back and forth between, why can't I be pregnant, too, to if they are here and pregnant there is hope for me, back to there are women this doesn't work for, I could be one of those women, and so on. I felt a little teary but held it back because I didn't want to be the lady in the RE's office crying.
So that’s where we’re at. I’m sure I’ll be posting about the Clomid side effects soon. Zzzzzzz ...
1 comment:
XOXOXO!!!
I hope it makes you crave cake ;)
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