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Drifting Forward

Apologies, again, for yesterday’s heap of venting.  Sometimes you just need to put it all out there, read it over a few times, and become accountable for your own life.

And sometimes you just need to pick yourself up, dust yourself off, put on your big girl panties, and deal with things.

Which I am now doing, thankyouverymuch.

My doctor is on vacation, which I know isn’t easy for her to do… I would hate leaving my patients in the hands of others; luckily, she works in a large practice with several other very competent physicians, and they are helping me work through all of the WTF?, NOW WHAT?!, WHERE DO I GO FROM HERE?!! crap I’m currently spewing into the universe.

More accurately, the lovely nursing staff at the University of Michigan Center for Reproductive Medicine is fielding my emails, running around and asking doctors to make decisions for me, and generally just patting my hand and giving me virtual hugs to make me feel better about being a crazy person with busted junk.

I love them.  I need to send them flowers or a fruit basket or something.

Anyway, they talked another of the doctors there into letting me continue on with a Femara-only cycle.  No monitoring, no trigger – just pills and OPKs and old-fashioned mattress-dancin’.

(And shhhhhhhh… don’t tell, but I have a teensy bit of Gonal F left in the fridge that will spoil if I don’t use it.  So I probably will.  It’s too small an amount to make much of a difference, but hey… why not, right?)

Based on past results, I have very little faith that this will be my miracle cycle.  About that much, I am realistic.  I’m not doing this because I think it will get me a baby…

I’m doing it because it feels like doing something, and I  need that right now.  It’s something to hold onto, and a way to feel like I’m less drifty and floaty in the miasma of space and time.  It gives me a bit of an anchor, and something to obsess over for the next month.

Next  month is going to be a whole different story…

July will be my laparoscopy month.  When my doc gets back from vacay, she will call to schedule my surgery for me.  I estimate that it will be scheduled for around July 12th, but I’ll know more in a couple of weeks.

I’m super nervous about having surgery.  I haven’t had to be put under for anything since I was like four, and that freaks me out.  I have faith in the doctors, though, and know that this is one step I have to make, regardless of where I’m headed next.

Worst case scenario – they find nothing, and the surgery was a waste.  At least I will have gotten it out of the way, as most  docs require it before moving forward with IVF.

Best case scenario – and I know this sounds twisted – they find some serious endometriosis in there.  I don’t want to have endo, believe me, but if they find it, they can remove it.  If they remove it, there’s a good chance that I will feel so much better physically.  Maybe my periods won’t leave me gasping and sobbing on the floor for the first three days of each cycle, and maybe – just maybe – removing the potential escaped endometrial cells will help my hormones shift back to normal and let me go on with the business of making babies.

Maybe.  It’s a gamble, but there’s no way to know until I try.

I suppose that’s why they call it an “exploratory surgery”.

So that’s where I am.  Not so much adrift as I was yesterday, because now at least I have a distant shore in sight.  I don’t know what I might find there, but it’s the only bearing I have, and I’m taking it.

Ahoy, bitches!

I know how you feel, Tom. One day at a time.

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4 comments on “Drifting Forward

  1. Amanda
    June 11, 2013 at 11:43 am #

    I feel you on ALL of the above… I’ve wanted to a do a femara only cycle for a while… unfortunately my doc didn’t love the idea, but I’ve thought about just asking my OBGYN for a script if this cycle is a bust.

    As far as the lap, I had all of the same fears… AND mine turned out to be for nothing, but I’m still glad I did it because now I KNOW and can move on!

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  2. nonsequiturchica
    June 11, 2013 at 5:09 pm #

    After my surgery to remove fibroids (and the surprise endo that was also found), I felt SO.MUCH.BETTER. No more seriously painful cramps. No more passing blood clots. No more running through 5 super tampons in an hour. Just back to normal, regular periods. It’s fantastic.

    BTW, I had stage 2 endo- no scars but because it was all over the place they deemed it stage 2.

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  3. Erin
    June 11, 2013 at 5:32 pm #

    I’d be a bit freaked if I had to have surgery, too, but from everything you’ve described, I’m almost certain you have endometriosis and this lap could be just the ticket. I know I’ve written this here before, but I know two ladies who have done the exploratory laps, discovered they had pretty severe endo (which was obviously removed), and then went on to have real, actual babies. I know you still have concerns about egg quality, but I just hope that is encouraging information!

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    • Tracy
      June 11, 2013 at 6:06 pm #

      It definitely is, and thank you so much for posting it! I know I need to do this, but it’s just so easy to listen to the half of the doctors that say I probably don’t need to have surgery, that I probably just need to do IVF instead, lol.

      Sheesh… the one time I shut up and listen to them… 😉

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