Pardon me, I must've tripped over that last hurdle

Of life. You're are a tricky, tricky thing sometimes. My regular OBGYN is now pawning me off on a infertility specialist. According to her, since all of my tests have come back "normal" and we've already tried the Clomid, it's now time to see a specialist. Of course this was all over the phone and coming from her nurse. God forbid I actually get to talk to my doctor one on one about this. I'm a little irritated to say the least. I knew this was coming but guess I didn't think it was going to be so sudden. Aaand, obviously the problem is my hormones. I don't know why they have to send me to a specialist to tell me that.

Well, the kicker is, seeing a specialist (reproductive endocrinologist) costs more, and my insurance doesn't cover it (since I've already reached my generous $500 maximum lifetime benefit). But they don't take that into consideration when they deliver the news to you.

So here lies the dilemma: what the eff you see kay am I going to do? I'm not rich. I can't keep asking my mom to help. It's not her problem. Yes, there are payment plans, but I just got done with one, and am about to start another for the HSG. Do I wait until I have the HSG paid off to start seeing a specialist? This is where I wish I had some kind of faith. But I don't, and I won't, so I can't rely on financial or biological "miracle".

I guess here is where we meet the brick wall again. Hello brick wall, it's nice to see you. It's been a while, I hope all is well. Oh me? I'm fine, just wish you'd stop getting in my way.

So, the answer to the question "what now?" I guess we wait...again.

My Fallopian Tubes Get An A+

The results are in and...

Everything is fine! Well, physically speaking. No blockages, fibroids, cysts, scar tissue, septus (sp?). He did show me that I have somewhat of an "arcuate" uterus but that it's nothing abnormal and was only slightly "arched" so it shouldn't present any problems. The doctor performing the HSG said it was one of the easiest HSG's he's ever done and that my cervix presented itself nicely...uhhh, thanks I guess? It was like a pap-smear on crack. The catheter was sort of a pinching feeling and when the dye came in my uterus shouted "hey, what the hell?!?", or at least that's how I interpreted the cramping I was feeling during it. While the catheter was in, I just felt pressure like I had to go to the bathroom (though #1 or #2 I couldn't decide). But being able to watch everything as it happened on the x-ray monitor sort of distracted me and was pretty cool to look at. I'm one of those people who likes to know how things work so it was kind of gnarly to be able to see the dye flowing through my uterus and fallopian tubes.

The whole procedure was quick, about 2 minutes or so. So if my calculations are correct, that doctor is making about $48,000/hour. NICE. I'm in the wrong field of work.

So, what's next? My own OBGYN needs to review the results and then I guess I'll get a call next week...or knowing them I'll probably have to call in. More and/or different fertility drugs are probably next. My doctor and I discussed (VERY BRIEFLY) IUI (intra-uterine insemination) when I was there back in February but I'm not sure I'm ready for that yet. Justin and I might take a few months to ourselves before we jump back in to the hormone therapy game. But at least we've pretty much run the gamut of testing (between all the blood tests, semen analysis, and HSG) so we now have more options.

I finally feel somewhat at peace now...until that bill comes. YIKES!

Doomsday is upon us

The HSG is scheduled for this Friday afternoon. I'm planning on working in the morning to keep my mind occupied then heading over to the hospital with the Mister. I'm nervous...not so much about the actual procedure, though I'm not necessarily looking forward to it. I'm more nervous about the results. I've had a million different scenarios running through my head and of course, none of them will play out exactly one way.

I just keep reminding myself, I've had two kidney stone surgeries and a ureteral stent in this year so this can't even be HALF as bad. Not even close.

Keep your fingers crossed that they don't find a gremlin or something living inside of me.