The other 'not good' day had nothing on today. I am not much for talking or typing right now, but long story short I do have blockage in my tubes, now I have to go in for another procedure, and this time through my freakin belly button (plus a DNC). I will fill you in on the details of the procedures later but for now I am too pissed and sad to get into it. I mean really, does it have to be that every time I go to the doctor I need to schedule a procedure? Can't I catch a break? The good news is I will at least be put to sleep this time. The bad news, I am afraid of being put to sleep because I think I will never wake up.
Anyway, on top of my issues my husband's sperm is...BAD. Low volume and high mortality rate = not a lot of swimmers and the majority of the ones there are dead. So now he is on Chlomed! Who knew that a man could take the same fertility hormone prescription as a woman. Let's just hope he doesn't go psycho like I did on that shit. I won't be able to handle it as well as he did.
At a later date I will fill you in on how my doctor told me I am 'overreacting' when I started to cry about all of it, how I had therapy schedule right after (God's always watching out) and how my therapist gave me potpourri which made everything just lovely for a moment. But for right now, I am going to finish this glass of wine, put on pjs, and sleep my ass off.
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