Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Trials 5


Somewhere in this madness I got a huge blister on my tailbone and had a huge ordeal of getting it drained and then packed and cleaned almost daily.  The STD tests were taken (since fertility is a separate entity no desk-clerk knows what they are doing, who to call, or how much to charge…so always estimate an extra 10-15 min).  We were clean. 

Sonohystogram:  They said it wasn’t going to hurt.  It hurts…in fact it hurts all night and a bit the next day.  Expect to not be able to sleep.  Here they inserted air, more air, and more air until they were totally sure they could see the air come out of the other side of each tube.  Where does this air go you ask?  This is the fun part.  Your body must absorb it. Apparently, it effects the gallbladder somehow, which sends sharp shooting pains up into you right shoulder…almost like you are being stabbed…this goes on all night. Plus, it makes you feel nauseous, and like curling over and sitting on the floor holding your belly.  

After, this lovely procedure (again, too many people looking at my vagae) nurse practitioner wanted to have a meeting.  She actually thought I would have the ability to sit there and listen when I wanted to rip out my innards.  (And to think they said husband didn’t need to be there and that I could drive home)…Oh and the apt had to be at 2:30 ~ the latest they could make it (again, missing work~ grr).  And it had to be after my period (which I was not getting and waited too long for, had to get another pregnancy test before they would give me more progesterone to get my period).  I excused myself to the bathroom feeling as if I were trampled by buffalo.  This indicated to her I was not doing so well in which she explained some things to husband, had him sign two to three papers, and had him take home a bunch of paper work (all of which he read to me the next day).

Our next meeting wasn’t to be until after my next period (Yay, let’s wait another month!)

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