I feel like we are now standing in front of this huge pile of hay with all of our safety gear on and we are getting ready to start digging. I have no idea what type of safety gear one would wear to search through a pile of hay ... perhaps googles and gloves :) ... but you get the point. We are about to begin this adventure for real! And I could not be more excited (and petrified at the same time).
So all of the bloodwork I had done last week came back "fantastic"! This is good as the bloodwork measured all types of hormone levels (ex. FSH, Estradiol, LH, Prolactin, Progesterone) and it also checked my thyroid (TSH). The bloodwork also indicated that I have an RH+ blood type (though I forgot to actually ask my blood type) and that I am CMV- (or not immune to the cytomegalovirus). So the only thing Kara and I need to take into consideration when choosing a donor is the CMV status. We will need to pick a CMV- donor to reduce my risks of contracting CMV while pregnant.
Then today I had the HSG test done. I think the stress leading up to this test was much worse than the actual test itself. The hardest part (besides my severe hatred for the speculum from hell) was finding my way around the place. I have never been in so many different rooms in my life. Imagine this situation ... Room #1 (it has two exits) ... This is the registration room. Room #2 (it has two exits) I get naked in this room. Tell me why the lady that took me to this room gave me with like 50 different gowns to put on. I stopped at two as I was starting to feel like an elephant. I'm also all of 5 feet tall so I was trying not to trip on the gown that was dragging along on the floor. That has to be sanitary. Room #3 (it has two exits) ... The procedure room. I am thankfully guided to this room and then promptly told to hop up on the table and let it all hang out! So of course I don't remember to memorize the door that I came in through. Oops. Room #4 (it has two exits) ... The bathroom. The tech leads me to this room to "clean-up". Um okay? Exactly how many people have cleaned up in this room? Gross. I proceed with caution. I am told to come back out when I am done. Shoot ... I can't remember the door I came in. So now I spend the next few minutes cleaning up and then realize that I don't even have my underwear with me. Um? This is not good. I'm going to be dirty again by the time I get back to my room and I get to carry the pad they gave me back to the room. Lovely. Remember what comes in must come out! So I pick a door ... and enter into an empty hallway. Now I don't know which room is mine ... they all look the same. All I want is my damn pair of underwear! So I stop for a minute ... and pray that I am not leaking anything on the floor and then start walking up and down the hallway. Finally, someone pops out into the hallway and guides me back to Room #1. My original starting point. I get dressed and then spend the next few minutes debating which door leads me to freedom. Thankfully I picked the right door! See ... it was a maze! I was just happy to have my underwear back.
Okay ... I strayed off topic a bit. The good news is that both of my fallopian tubes are open!
So with all of that information Kara and I now proceed with picking a donor. We have it narrowed down to a few choices. We will spend the next several days picking our donor and then we have been instructed to call the RE on CD1 (cycle day). It will be at this time that our journey will officially begin. Buckle up ... It could get bumpy.
Mary
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