Just as a reminder, these posts contain medical information. I’m also way oversharing here, but I don’t care–it’s my blog and I’ll write what I want (read in a sassy voice). Thank you in advance for your prayers, your stories, and kind words. The children I see on a daily basis are a huge blessing and keep me going.
August 5, 2015- I went back to Dr. Putman today to see if they cyst had shrunk with the birth control pills. It hadn’t. In fact, it grew to 8 cm. He decided that my best option was going to be surgery to limit the damage to the ovary. Since I have yet to have children, he would do a cystectomy and not an oophorectomy. I also got my blood work results back, and they were less than stellar. I’m vitamin D deficient, my FSH is low and my AMH is high. Basically I’m a pale ginger who doesn’t get enough sun and I have a low dwindling egg count.
Let’s let that settle in for a second. At 28 I have a low dwindling egg count. I thought this only happened to women in their forties, but I was wrong. It’s happened to me. Yet another strike against me becoming a mom.
Que the tiny violins and buy me some cheese to go with my whine. The entire thought of all of this made me sick and depressed. A baby, a family, is something that I’ve always dreamed of. It’s something that I want with a burning desire. And now, another odd is stacked against me.
In the interim, he didn’t want to start any treatment for the FSH and AMH levels. He did recommend that I begin taking a vitamin D supplement in addition to the high levels of vitamin D that I get from the prenatals that I’d been taking for the last six months.
August 7, 2015- While working in my classroom, I finally got up the nerve to call about Michael’s analysis results. It took a lot of nerve–I dreaded this. Was this going to be another strike against us? The results weren’t ready yet, so I was left wondering.
August 11, 2015- I called back about Michael’s results. I spent 4 days worrying and mentally beating myself up and I just needed to know. I just knew that it was going to be bad news. I didn’t want the bad news.
But God was on our side for this one. We aren’t part of the 40%. Any issues we have will just be on me.
We got some bad news and good news this week. It was refreshing to get good news.