February 17th was the big day. This was the day I always Knew would come. The day we would find out what we were up against. B (husband) took a half day and we drove to the Fertility Clinic for our consultation. This is a big deal, extremely important to us. So we show up and sign in and wait. I never get white coat syndrome, aka nervous/anxiety at doctor’s offices, but I sure did today, I don’t know why. My heart was racing. My blood pressue was elevated when they checked it. And then we are finally called back to see the “miracle worker” the RE. Now through co-workers experiences with infertility we picked this clinic and this doctor because we were told they are the best in the area and that they just had such a great experience.
So we sit down, he begins to flip through my chart and says tell me about your periods. As I am telling him he is continuing to flip through my chart and writing things down, writing everything but what I am telling him about my periods that HE asked me about. I finish, he says okay well we are going to do an ultrasound today to have a look, I think I know what is going on. WELLL what is going on ? does he tell me what he thinks is going on NO! So we go do the transvaginal ultrasound for 2.5 seconds, oh your uterus looks normal (well thats a positive) you see all these tiny things it looks like you have slight PCOS. So there it is, that is my diagnosis, I have “slight” PCOS. Now apparently there are two types of PCOS patients some are overweight, excessive hair growth, have insulin issues etc. but that is not the type I am. I guess im just a lucky person that happens to have PCOS.
We go back to his office, looks at the sperm analysis and says “oh this isn’t that bad its just a little off.”Okay well compared to what you do see here since you are a specialist im sure it is not bad. But it is still not good! He then proceeds to hand me a piece of paper and says this is the protocol this is what we will do. 100mg clomid day 3-7 ultrasound day 10,11 or 12, and then IUI. Okay? sound good? …Sure….sounds pretty straightforward. I then asked about provera do I need a script to for that in case I don’t start. “oh sure here you are” well at what point do I need to start it? “oh whenever your tired of waiting” Seriously? I am paying you the big bucks for you to tell me what to do, not for me to just be tired of waiting and start popping pills.
And, that was it we were gone. We were there for 15 to 20 minutes. Treated as though I had a sore throat, here take these pills it will fix you right up, no problem at all. Paid 300.00 for 15minutes to have a rushed conversation with very little to no explanation for things.
So maybe I built this day up to be something bigger than it was… But this was a huge step we were now officially entering into the ever so expensive and heart wrenching world of infertility.