Inside information

This week in review:

Femara, Ovidrel and IUI. Blah.

The Mr and I took a day trip to a city north of here for a visit to the Reproductive Endocrinologist -- aka RE. I knew what the outcome would be: You need help getting the mini McHugh you want.

Because I am a Clomid failure -- little sign of complete ovulation and large sign of ovarian cyst formation -- the next step is to use Femara, an ovulation inducing medicine. Ovidrel is an injection used to trigger ovulation after an ovarian ultrasound is done between days 10 and 12 of the cycle. The last, and possibly most important step is IUI -- where boy meets girl. :)

The RE took pictures of my innerds and reported a PCOS diagnosis based on the text book "black pearls" inside my ovaries. I'm fascinated by medical things, thank God, or I would be ignorant to so much of what he talked to me about. Dr. A also told the Mr and I that I have an abnormal uterus. Nice. It has what is referred to as a septum. That's right; my uterus is divided similar to the inside of your nose! Now, it's not a complete division, only about 50%. However, the Mr and I were told of the increased risk of miscarriage because of this problem. There are surgical procedures which can correct this problem, but Dr. A explained if it not his typical protocol to perform or have surgeries performed unless there has been a problem. (i.e miscarriage/s)

All of this information was thrown at me on a Monday afternoon. By the end of the business day, the Mr and I were on our way home with a newly purchased used Acura TL and a different outlook on life.

We want a baby; all of us, including the Miss. Knowing there are doctors and medicine and treatments to help us along are heart warming. However, it's difficult to digest and conquer the world of Infertility after just one visit with the RE and a few days to discuss things between the two of us. I can say that all of the information this week has helped me to look even more lovingly at my dear husband. As neurotic and high strung as I am, he is always my solid rock. He is always my source of calm and sanity. For this, I am forever grateful.

I hope to have better and happier news for our blog in the near future. The Mr and I may not make a huge announcement regarding future fertility treatments. Maybe we will only have a happy "We're expecting!" announcement for our nearest and dearest. Maybe we will talk more openly about procedures and expected beta test dates, etc. It's all up in the air right now, which doesn't seem to be a bad thing right now.