As I mentioned - our journey really began eight years ago when we decided it was time to try for a baby. I had been diagnosed with PCOS (Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome) in my early twenties - but no one really talked about how it may affect my chances of conceiving a child ... until I did some research.
I learned that 1 in 4 women are affected with PCOS, a condition that affects the reproductive hormones. Weight gain, acne, irregular menstural cycles and no ovulation cycle are just a few of the symptoms of the syndrome ... I had every symptom; and every website, magazine article and book said the same thing - PCOS can cause infertility. I was devastated, after trying for two years on our own we began the long, exhausting and emotionally taxing journey to conception.
Fast forward four years, three artificial inseminations and two in-vitros later ... not to mention the massage therapists, acupuncturists and herbalists I saw along the way and still no baby.
Now, eight years later it begins all over again. With the financial and emotional burden of past attempts on my mind - the anxiety is starting to build again. With every child's cry in a restaurant or the coo of a baby in his/her mother's arms, my hopes reach new heights ... could this be our time, would I actually be a mother some day soon?
A local doctor believes so - and I'm convinced that he's responsible for saving my life just 10 days before Christmas in 2008. I required a hospital stay and four pints of blood ... uterine polyps caused me to hemorrhage - if it weren't for finding his card in my purse I'm not sure where I'd be ... he nursed me back to health and we recently met with him to talk about next steps. Thrilled to see my body was on the mend - he's taking us back to basics. I'm scheduled for a hysterospalingogram to see if my fallopian tubes are clear ... a test that should've taken place years ago. We're starting from scratch ... with renewed strength and hope we're anxious and apprehensive all at the same time.
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