This time my excuse for not blogging every day is that it’s been a hell of a week. The last time we met I was stressing about my hysterosonogram appointment, and that has kinda consumed all my attention.

Which, incidentally, means I have not done so well with all those healthy changes I was ready to make. I’ve been “stress eating” and not working out, to say the least.

Yesterday’s ob/gyn appointment was a follow-up to this one. The link I included in my last blog to describe the procedure I was having was from an infertility site. I hope that didn’t give anyone the wrong impression – that site just had the best description of the procedure.

My test was to find out if those dastardly polyps had grown back. This was slightly more pleasant than last time because I didn’t have to do the full bladder thing, just the giant wand, catheter, bunch of cramp inducing fluid in my uterus thing.

Which was made even more awesome by the presence of my doctor’s medical student. Male medical student.

“I only have med students like 3 times a year… it just always happens to be when you are here.”

Uh. Huh.

So while they were all debating the advantages of side-opening speculums versus balloons for inserting catheters in uteruses (uteri?), she found two polyps. The good news is she thinks they aren’t new, because they are in the exact same place she couldn’t get to during my last D&C.

Meaning, they haven’t grown back, which is good, but I needed to have another D&C. Of course.

And lucky me, once again they were able to do the surgery the same day. Although a hysterosonogram is more than enough for one day, and I briefly considered chickening out and going home, I just wanted to get the second D&C over with so we could for sure start trying to conceive after my upcoming visit from Aunt Flo.

So while the med student learned which part of the cervix is best to poke the long anesthetic needles into, and how her nurses hate cleaning up after her because she just lets the blood splash everywhere, Jerrad held my hand and when it was over helped me climb down so I didn’t get blood all over my totally cute knee socks.

They have you sit there for a little while afterwards to make sure you won’t be too lightheaded from the anesthesia. And that’s when she gave us the go-ahead to start trying along with some instructions.

Instructions? I was sort of hoping to just have a lot of sex, but apparently it’s not as simple as all that. Especially when you are old like me. Due to my ripe old age of 35, she wants me to do all sorts of temperature taking and cervical mucous testing and charting right from the beginning.

So, the funny thing about this is that I’m Catholic, and we’ve been using natural family planning (umm, most of the time), so I’m already aware of how that all works. But she gave me a pamphlet from Planned Parenthood on charting your fertility pattern as a method of birth control, with instructions for us to “do it a lot” during the times they tell you not to.

Since I was, in fact, lightheaded from the anesthesia, I wasn’t really capable of a discussion about how I’m Catholic and I don’t want no inaccurate literature from no damn baby killing Planned Parenthood*. Plus I really like my doctor and that would just give me a reputation of Elaine-like proportions. I’d rather be the one with the interesting uterus who lets her doctor invite med students to all sorts of hooha exposing procedures.

Anyway, if I’m not pregnant after 6 months of trying, she will refer me to a fertility specialist. The next step could be a fibroid removing procedure, since I have some of those too. My uterus apparently has poor boundaries and will just invite any old thing to live there.

PS. I need a cute name for this series of pregnancy/conception blogs. Leave me a comment if you have a good idea.

*seriously, don’t even get me started on how inaccurate it was. The entire pamphlet basically said this method doesn’t work, with lots of scary, fake statistics to back up their “research”. Umm, yeah, it won’t work if you don’t even tell people the right way to use that method. I feel another blog coming on…

Tags: conception, D and C, fertility, Trying To Conceive, uterine fibroids, uterine polyps

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