As I’m typing this, it occurred to me that I probably should have entitled it: A Little More Than You Ever Wanted To Know About Me!
All joking aside, this blog entry is more difficult for me to write. Not only is it strange for me to be publishing such personal information, but simply writing out these words makes them all the more real. It’s not that I’ve necessarily been in denial about our TTC situation; it’s been more of a naïve fog. Every month I’d get my hopes up that this would be the month I got pregnant, and then every month I’d be disappointed and upset when we weren’t successful.
So, now that I’ve told you about my husband’s fertility issues and our history behind TTC, I guess it’s my turn. My TTC issues pick up where my last blog left off:
After close to a year of TTC, incorporating numerous natural elements, and with a known male fertility issue, we knew it was time to get more help. My husband and I made an appointment with his urologist to discuss what the next steps should be. From that appointment, we learned two things: 1) that Clomid can be used in men, and was a suggested course of action for my husband’s sperm count; and 2) that when our insurance stated they did not cover anything infertility related, they meant it. The office visit to my husband’s urologist, even as an established patient, was not covered by insurance because the purpose of the appointment was related to infertility. So, we are now at the point where we are paying for literally everything out of pocket (OOP).
Knowing this, we still needed to come up with a plan and to find out how much all the office visits, testing, blood work, monitoring, procedures, and specialists would cost. So, I made an appointment with my Ob/Gyn to discuss these things, and figure out what we should do next. We discussed our options and she gave her medical opinion, and then ordered blood work (b/w) for me on cycle day (CD) 21 or 7 days past ovulation (DPO). I knew we were already dealing with MFI, and the b/w was more of a precaution before moving forward with additional treatment for my husband.
Except…it wasn’t just a precaution. My doctor called me back a few days later with the results, while I was still at work. They were definitely not what I was expecting. Even before she said anything, I could tell by her tone of voice that she wouldn’t be telling me that everything was normal. The b/w showed that I had more than likely ovulated, but my progesterone was too low. My doctor said that this is indicative of “weak ovulation,” meaning that I’m releasing immature eggs that are not ready to be fertilized. She was also concerned about my short luteal phase (LP), which was usually only 10 days long. On top of all that, she said that my thyroid stimulating hormone (TSH) had been checked, and had come back too high. A further diagnosis confirmed that I have Hashimoto’s (or auto-immune) hypothyroidism.
I closed the door to my office...and then I cried.