Marriage | Start of Year 2

Since it had been a year and no luck of a pregnancy, I had to go back to the Gyno to see what we needed to do next. With the issues I was still having issues with my periods, and the PCOS, the doctor decided to put me on two medications to help. Progesterone and Femara. These were two pill form medications that I would alternate taking a certain times of my cycle. She said to give these meds about 6 months. So we are at it again, but having to now put more "planning" into our trying. Bud also had to provide a sperm sample to make sure nothing was wrong on his end. I felt so bad for him having to go and do that, and I know it was super uncomfortable for him, but he was a trooper and his results were just fine!

Ovulation tests had to be taken each month. I was tracking my cycles even closer now. I was gaining weight from the stress and breaking out like crazy. I hated that it was like this now and that this was how we were going to have to conceive now, but we had to keep trying! We both hated the idea of having to plan out our every move and when we could or could not be intimate. It did take a lot away from the experience, but we did not have a choice.

About three months in on these meds, no luck, the Gyno upped my dosage on the Femara to two pills a day to help increase chances of ovulation. Yippee!

It was literally all I could think about anymore. I was constantly reading articles and blogs about women going through similar things. Was I too young to be having these complications? When was our luck going to turn around? But most of the stories I read, women were having luck on the medications I was on. So why wasn't I? I just could not figure it out. I had checks up and all kinds of test done, and nothing was every wrong to where it should be preventing me from getting pregnant.

When those 6 months came to an end, and I called my Gyno for further instructions, I was told there was nothing else they could do for me there. My heart dropped! They referred me to a Fertility Specialist in Cincinnati, OH for further care.

Really? This is what it has come to? I was in disbelief, denial. I just could not believe it has come down to this. And what if these people can't help me, then what? I was just all kinds of negative and I hated it.

At this point in our journey, I had to talk to my bosses at work and fill them in slightly on what was going on with me outside of work. Thank goodness they are both women and were so understanding about it. I explained to them I am going to have to start seeing a Fertility Specialist in Cincinnati and it was going to result in me taking more time away from work to go to the appointments. It was a two hour drive for us just to get there, so four hours out of our work days were already gone just from driving there and back. They were so understanding and caring about it, thank goodness. Bud decided to keep things pretty quiet at his work for the time being.

We both took off work the day of our first appointment with the specialist. We did not know what to expect or how long we would be there, especially with it being a two hour drive there and back. So taking the day off was a little less stressful for us. I was a nervous wreck. Still could not believe we were having to partake in this next step. NEVER did I ever think we would have to be here! But we were and we had to deal with it. We had not told our parents anything either. They would just worry and until someone told me I could not have kids or was dying, then we did not see the point in dragging them into it. This was our concern and we wanted to handle it together, privately.

When finally get to our appointment and walk into this small office building. This Fertility Doctor had three locations in Cincinnati so they were pretty big, but we were having our first visit in their smallest office. Our visit was basically a consultation visit, where the doctor went over my history, my current issues and medications I had tried so far. He also reviewed Buds health history and briefly reviewed his results from his collection. Which was all fine! He then did a vaginal ultrasound to take a look at everything and check my ovaries. He found nothing alarming and was confident that we would have success there very soon, with the help of some additional medication and a minor medical procedure. I began to feel a little more positive about our situation. Nothing serious seemed to be wrong with either of us, so maybe we just need this extra help and everything would be fine.

Was our luck looking up?