Tests and more tests…

Two months ago (from the date I wrote this blog), in September, I got to meet my specialist. I was a nervous wreck going in. I thought for sure it would be a waste of time, yet again. We sat down and I began to rant.

“I’ve done my research and I’m also a part of an online group of all plus sized women that can attest to having perfectly healthy pregnancies and some of them weight much more than I do!” I went on and on and patiently he waited until I was finished and then said, “I’ll help you.”  Can you imagine the relief?!

We talked about family history and he did discuss that my weight was a factor for IVF but he only wanted me to lose around 15 pounds for that. In the meantime, we would do everything else to get us pregnant. I should try to lose the 15 pounds during that time so if it came to IVF, I’d be ready. The first step however, was blood work for both me and hubby and the dreaded HSG test to be sure my fallopian tubes were open.

We had a plan and by the next week I was in getting my baseline blood work before starting Provera to jump-start my period. Three days into my period it was back to the lab for more blood work to check my hormone levels and both of us had to get genetic testing. A week later it was time for my HSG test.

I was glad I shaved my legs. The changing rooms were located inside the waiting room and although I was covered by two robes (one covering the back, one covering the front), I felt so naked sitting there waiting. My knees were shaking by the time they led us to the radiology room for the x-ray. I got up onto the table and my husband, now wearing a heavy lead apron, stood at my head and held my hands while my doctor tried to get the stupid catheter into my cervix.

This was the worst part. The catheter (as it was explained to me) was a little rigid and so it kept catching onto the wall of the cervix instead of bending with the cervix to go in. Eventually he finally got it and I was experiencing a bit of cramping at this point but nothing unbearable. The technician then brings the x-ray machine over my body and positions it.

How strange it was seeing the inside of my body in real-time. I could see myself breath, the bones of my pelvis, and though it was pointed out, I couldn’t make out my uterus for the life of me until the dye was introduced. I watched as the dye filled the small cavity of my uterus and then up and out the right fallopian tube. It didn’t go anywhere near the left side despite me turning my body to try to get it to.

He then explained that sometimes the dye chooses the more dominant side. He would have been worried about a blocked tube if the dye started up the left and then stopped or got to the ovary and bubbled out. The fact that it didn’t go into the tube at all did not mean that it was blocked and he seemed confident that it wasn’t blocked. That was good enough for me.

*Gush* the dye poured out of me as I sat up and it was the most unnatural feeling ever. But, I was glad it was done. They gave me a pad to wear just in case of more leaking and sent me on my way. I only had some light cramping for about a day and for that I was thankful.

That day we also went to get my husband’s semen analysis done. Now, personally we don’t believe in pornography so I went in to um, help him. He also had to get more blood work and after that, we went home with our next appointment scheduled for that Friday (the tests were done Monday). I was surprised at how fast everything was moving, but very pleased.

The closer the appointment got, the more nervous I became. I wasn’t scared about the blood work results but I was nervous about my husband’s semen analysis. Let’s just put it this way, there wasn’t much in the cup when we had finished getting his ‘specimen’….

Blood tests all came back normal. I must have been a little worried because I did feel some relief there. Semen analysis: Normal. Volume, Motility, everything was perfect. A huge sigh of relief and I sagged in the chair as the weight lifted. Then my excitement built. We were moving onto our next steps!


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