Turning on a Dime

Last Wednesday I drafted my first blog post since the miscarriage, or at least I thought it would be my first.  It was an optimistic post about how very excited (and a little impatient) we were about our next step, transfer #3. Then, Thursday happened.

Thursday morning, I visited my OB for an ultrasound to see why I was still bleeding; I had been since Christmas.  I told Brennen not to worry about taking off work to go with me since I expected this to be one of our less eventful ultrasounds. Wrong. After the tech asked me a few questions about the miscarriage, she scanned over my ovaries where she found 2 “nasty cysts”, as she called them, on my right ovary.  These little guys weren’t there during my December scan.  Then, she moved on to the uterus and stared curiously at the screen.  She pulled it towards her where I couldn’t see it anymore and called in another tech to help her measure.  What they saw was some sort of mass in my uterus being fed by a blood supply.  The tech showed me the screen, and I thought, “Uh oh! Brennen should really be here for this.”

I got dressed and went to a patient room to talk to my OB.  She went over everything the tech saw; and since ultrasounds only tell us so much, she suggested surgery.  Yep, surgery. “COME ON!” I thought, “You have got to be kidding me!”  But I smiled, nodded, asked several questions, and tried my best to process and memorize as much information as I could.  Never again will Brennen not go with me to an ultrasound…because with me, you just never know! I mean, it’s almost comical at this point.

The next day, my Reproductive Endocrinologist (fertility doctor) in Memphis called and agreed that surgery was indeed necessary and suggested that the mass is most likely leftover products of conception or a blood clot and hopefully not a fibroid.  The surgery involves both a laparoscopy to take care of the cysts and check for any further damage from my endometriosis and a hysteroscopy to investigate and take care of whatever is in my uterus. He was on board with scheduling the surgery fairly quickly. So here I am, almost a week since that appointment with my OB, on my way to Memphis for surgery tomorrow morning. 

Bet you didn’t see that coming! Heck we didn’t either. In one day with one doctor’s appointment, we changed directions.  I thought the next time we made the drive up I-55 it would be for a transfer or to shop at the new IKEA. Hopefully soon I’ll get to share that optimistic post about the next transfer.  I’m sure it will still be dripping with the same enthusiasm and even more impatience. But first, surgery (or maybe IKEA). 

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5 thoughts on “Turning on a Dime

  1. B&V&L&R says:

    Have been thinking of you all so much. Unbelievable how many obstacles sometimes we’re given. I can’t even imagine & I just hope today went well & that you’re taking much-deserved time to REST & Take care of You. I’ve heard it said so many times before – we’re never given more than we can handle. You have Handled & Overcome tremendous amounts and you have to be one of the strongest women… And I’m sure Brennan is taking very good care of you, too. Stick together, stick to it, and after it all, the end of this long path will lead to the happiest of blessings. Praying for you. Peace & faith always. 💗

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