too many blood tests to list, but all normal.
2 saline instilled sonograms, normal.
a hysterosalpingogram, f'n painful, because my one open tube was too small. i won't say more than that.
exploratory laproscopy, after which i apparently said to the anesthesiologist, "dude, you were meant to be an anesthesiologist because you're so mellow" in a voice and tone usually utilized by stoners. ahem. everyone laughed though (i was told).
clomiphene challenge test, normal.
and gregg?
1 semen analysis, normal.
his experience is summed up here: "so you think the bathroom at your doctor's office is just a bathroom...and then you open the cabinet..."
it's obvious on whom the physical burden lies in this situation. it's annoying because i'm the one who is the patient and patient is not a fun role. especially because i know how health care providers feel about patients. but i think i've been a good one so far. i only cried, like, twice in front of anyone. i also bring cookies to the RE's office (not home made, because healthcare providers don't want anyone's home made food, trust me) because i want to cultivate a sense of sweetness and love with the people who will be responsible for creating our potential child.
plus, i read once that if a patient is really nice, they sometimes give you a tour of the embryologist's lab, where the babies are made.
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