It’s funny how you spend your late teens/early 20s on the pill doing everything you possible can to not get pregnant. That was me, I had always wanted children but was always safe and always on contraception. Without going into TMI. My periods had always been really irregular. I would go months and months with nothing then it would just appear randomly but I can still here my mum saying “I was the same until I had you. It will get better”. But it didn’t!
When I had to come off the pill for different reasons, me and Dougie spoke about it and decided well let’s just seen what happens. We hadn’t really planned to have kids just yet but we were in the position that if it did happen, all would be fine.
Fast forward a year and still no sign of a period, let alone a baby bump so we decided to go to the doctor and they referred me to the gynaecologist. I had scans when I was younger to to check for Polycystic Ovaries and they had told me I had a couple of cysts. At my appointment last January I had another scan and this confirmed I had no cysts and nothing that seemed to let us know what was going on.
I returned to the hospital a few weeks later and after talking it through we decided to ask if we could be referred for fertility treatment. Luckily the agreed! I waited until September before I got my first appointment. I was so excited to finally be getting somewhere and we both looked forward to the day!
When we were there I got so nervous. We both got weighed and blood pressure taken then we had to go wait again. The longer I waited the more anxious I got. Silly things like “am Really 100% ready to possibly be a mum” or “what happens if they say I can’t have children”
When we eventually got to meet the doctor we spoke through all our medical history and some possibilities of what the problem could be. After some chatting he prescribed me Provera, a form of progesterone hormone to induce a period so I could have blood test to check my hormone levels. I was also booked me in for a laparoscopy and dye test to look inside my abdomen and check my Fallopian tubes.
I took my Provera and all worked well. This could mean that I’m low on progesterone but we still need to find out if I ovulate or not. On the 17th November I went into the day ward for my procedure. I have never felt so scared in my life. I was terrified of getting put to sleep. I don’t know exactly why I was scared but I was so close to getting out the bed and just leaving. When I got into the little room waiting to get put under, I started crying then the next thing I knew I was awake and asking the nurse what kind of dog she owned (this still makes me laugh whenever I think about it)
The lap and dye went well. The surgeon told me I had no blockages and could see no other problems. It was a major relief to have it over and done with and I felt fine straight after so I was able to head home that evening. That weekend I had to travel to Cardiff. A 8 hour car journey isn’t really a great idea after a laparoscopy however the biggest struggle was with the air that becomes trapped inside your abdomen. It causes shoulder and rib pain and it was easily one of the sorest things I’ve experienced but slowly I got better and it started to heal. I was off work for 4 weeks as I’m a very slow healer but I was soon back to normal in time for Christmas.
Now I am just waiting for my next appointment to go over everything and see what happens next! Hopefully March comes around quickly.
Have you ever been through fertility treatment or have poly cystic ovaries. Let me know your experiences.