GREAT News!

***TMI WARNING***

Okay, okay...so I know that in the last post I mentioned Josh wanted me to go quiet about our fertility stuff, but I did get his permission to blog about the HSG, because there was just SO much I wanted to tell!

So my appointment was Wednesday afternoon, and let me tell you, I had been dreading it. The procedure was scheduled for 1:15, but they told me to be there an hour early. I got there, filled out some paperwork, and then waited the entire hour before I went back (of course). Once I got back there, they took my blood pressure and temperature, and then gave me a pregnancy test, just to be sure I wasn't pregnant. After that they had me get dressed in a hospital gown, hair cover thingy, and thick socks. Then they put in an IV. They didn't have it hooked up to anything, but it was just in case. I had this fantastic nurse named Darren that sat with me. He was hilarious and had me totally cracking up! They rolled me back to a giant room that had tons of oversized machines and then pulled one of them over to the bed, so that it covered my belly. There were two good-sized screens to the right of me, and the doctor came in and explained that she would be watching the screens and I could watch, too, if I wanted to see what was going on. Then she casually said, "Most people are far too uncomfortable to watch, so if you don't, then we can just look after..."

?!?!?!?!?!

She told me it would be super intense for a couple of minutes, and my already freaked out self did not like that news at all. So she gets started and then says, "I'm going to insert the catheter into your cervix, and you'll feel some pain." So I braced myself, and I literally did not feel anything. At that point I was super excited because I thought that meant I would be one of those people that is totally comfortable and has minimal cramping! I totally relax, and then right before the dye went in Darren (the nurse) grabbed one hand, and the hot radiologist grabbed my other hand. I was kindof joking with them about how unnecessary that was and then she pushed the dye in.

Oh. My. Effing. GOSH.

I literally thought I was going to pass out. My back involuntarily arched up, every single muscle in my body clenched, and all I wanted to do was pull me knees up but of course I couldn't. I could hear Darren and the radiologist encouraging me that I was doing great, and that it wouldn't be much longer, but honestly, it was all sortof just in the background. It was literally the worst pain I have ever felt in my entire life. During the intense part, I heard her say, "I can't see her right tube at all" and my heart just totally sank. Then I heard her tell me to roll my hips to the right, but I literally couldn't. I was in so much pain that I didn't know what side she wanted me to roll to so I just didn't move. Finally she grabbed my hip, and when I felt her hand I was able to shift. As soon as I did, she said, "There it is! Perfect!" and then it was over. Literally, the very second that she stopped I was totally back to normal and I looked over my head and Darren and the radiologist and apologized for any crushed bones and we all laughed. They said that I actually did better than lots of women. Apparently, some people scream and cry, too (and believe me, I wouldn't judge them!). So the great news is - EVERYTHING IS PERFECT! She said my tubes and uterus were "Textbook"! Funny side note, the dye they use on the x-rays is clear, but there is a lot of it. They told me to bring a pad, but when I initially stepped off the bed to grab my bag of clothes, I totally leaked a puddle of it. Fun times. I actually ended up leaking for the rest of the day, too, but just small amounts.

I'm so very relieved. Hormonal issues are so much easier to resolve than blocked tubes, and I just didn't want to have to deal with anything else. So, now that we're actually getting closer to the real stuff, I will have to be quiet about everything, but hopefully we won't have to wait too much longer for Little Lynch!