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Back to Square One?

I can't even believe I'm typing this and I'm certainly not ready to say it out loud.  Today, something clicked broke down in my crazy little mind and I forced myself upstairs today at lunch to see my OB/GYN.  If you'll remember, I work in the same building as them when I'm a PA (as opposed to office manager) two days a week.   They are wonderful people who have supported me through all of my journey to get Paisley.  My OB showed up WAY before I delivered and just hung out in the room with us, checking me every two seconds to make sure Paisley didn't deliver herself.  And his nurse practitioner who I consider a good friend spent her Saturday at the hospital so she'd get to welcome my baby into the world.

I digress...  Anyway, I talked to my NP about my 40+ day cycles that my body has once again embraced, and the obvious lack of a pregnancy thus far despite the complete absence of birth control.   She feels like 4 months after weaning, things should be getting more "normal". Whatever that means..  But here we are.  Day 38.  And no period.  

She thinks I should consult with Dr. Haas (my hero) and see what he thinks.  Not what I expected.  I thought she'd do some bloodwork.  Maybe an ultrasound.  But she feels like we've done everything with them before and it didn't get us anywhere.  He did my ovarian drilling and would know better what to think about things now.

And then something shocking happened. I agreed.  She's putting in a referral and I agreed.  I'm admitting that I'm not just fine, I've noticed that I have only been pregnant twice (once successfully) in over 3 years time off birth control.   Maybe I do need a consult.

But that sure does suck.  Because if I have hundreds of ovarian cysts again and my hormone levels are crazy out of whack and my follicles are weak and useless like they were and my uterine lining is once again "hostile", this door may close.  And it's just nice to know that maybe, just maybe, it's still possible for me to be pregnant once more...

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  1. Brandi HudackAugust 31, 2011 at 12:16 PM

    Do you live in Texas? I also saw a Dr. Haas for help getting pregnant.

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