I am a 30 year old Christian, wife and stay-at-home mother. My husband, Russell, and I were married in 2004 and we welcomed our daughter, Chloe Jo, in 2009. My days are filled with laundry, crafting, cleaning, My Little Pony and family time. Life hasn't turned out exactly how I had pictured it, but I wouldn't change it for anything. Grab a coffee, sit down and enjoy my very blessed life.
"For this child I prayed; and the Lord hath given me my petition which I asked of Him." 1 Samuel 1:27
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Tuesday, August 5, 2008
Not as Upset Anymore
After thinking about and analyzing my infertility treatment protocol, I realized that the progesterone problem really isn't Obi-Wan's fault (you see, I'm not mad at him anymore, I'm calling him by his nickname again!). The first cycle it was low, it was a 9.82. That's not that low and we were hoping it was just a fluke. The cycle before that, it was 21. So, we waited for a cycle to start any treatment on it. So, the next cycle, my progesterone came back at 8.76. It dropped again and we talked about treating it during the fifth cycle. Unfortunately, during my cycle day three consult, the computers went down. Plus, we were deciding on the course of action to take: IUI's or surgery. I had a lot of questions for him during that consult and forgot to ask about it. I know, I know. I should write my questions down. I will do that if I have to have another cycle day three consult. So, basically, after obsessing for a couple days about trying to find a new doctor, etc., I realized that it wasn't really his fault. He has a ton of infertility patients and I don't expect him or anyone else in that office to memorize my chart. I'm sorry I vented about this problem and I'm sorry I was so mad about it. I'm going to blame that on the hormones. If I'm not satisfied with the way the next consult goes, I will be saying something, though. Fun, fun!