Feb 27 2008

Medical stuff.

Published by at 4:08 pm under Health,Infertility,The Man

Today I got to go to the hospital and have a hysterosalpingogram. If you can pronounce that word, you’re better than I am. Go have a cake to celebrate. I can’t pronounce it. When I got to the Radiology department at the hospital, the nurse asked me what I was there for and I said “I’m meeting Dr. F here. I’m getting a. . . ” and then I gave her a dumb look and pointed at the word on a paper my doctor had sent me to explain the procedure. And she said “Oh, a hysterosalpingogram.” Just like she was saying “Oh, an X-ray”, and I was someone who might be too stupid to have children.

Actually, she was very nice. VERY nice. Which is very important when you are going into the hospital to have a test that your doctor, your nurse practitioner, and the letter you received to explain the procedure all told you that this was a VERY PAINFUL procedure and you might want to consider clearing your schedule for the rest of the day to recover from this VERY PAINFUL procedure. And your husband is welcome to be with you during this procedure, presumably to help you through the trauma of ALL THAT PAIN.

Can you guess that I was a little scared about going to the hospital this morning?

The test itself was basically an X-ray. If you want to know more, just follow that link up there and I’m sure you’ll find out everything there is to know. It was over very quickly, although I got to hang out for a few minutes to make sure I didn’t have an allergic reaction to the contrast dye they used. Normally, I wouldn’t have thought twice about that, but as we all know, sudden allergic reactions aren’t exactly an unknown occurrence around here lately. There was absolutely nothing I would qualify as pain going on. The most I could give it was a “slightly uncomfortable” on my pain index. This both relieved me (no pain is good!) and pissed me off (I’ve been worrying about nothing for days!). I spent the whole time watching The Man’s face and thinking “Wow, he looks worried.” I guess I was probably freaking him out a little bit because I was bracing myself for pain that never came. My “bracing” face looks a lot like “HOLY SHIT”.

The test itself showed that there were no physical reasons that I’m not getting pregnant. I have no blockages or abnormal growths, or strange alien implants. This is both good (no surgery!) and bad (we still have no idea what’s wrong!). Several people, including today’s very nice nurse and The Man’s boss, have told me that many women get pregnant soon after having this test done, because it clears things out. Like a Roto-rooter, I guess.

At any rate, that’s where we are now. He’s fine, I’m fine, we’re both fine. We just aren’t getting pregnant. We’re waiting to hear what the next steps might be.

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