Today I went for my first test that was requisitioned by the fertility doctor, and I am excited to finally be able to write a TMI post! In all of the fertility blogs and vlogs I have been following, my favourite posts are the ones in which the creator worries that they are giving too much information.
Today’s test was just a pelvic ultrasound – internal and external – which I’d had before, but this time I am particularly interested in the results (which I will get on May 19th), because it was done to rule out PCOS.
Although the medical office was a very friendly and easy going atmosphere, I did run into that unfortunate heteronormativity that I’ve heard other lesbian ttc bloggers talk about:
Ultrasound technician: “Why are you here today?”
Me: “I plan to start trying to conceive in the near future.”
UT: “How long have you been trying?”
Me: “I haven’t started yet..”
UT: *confused stare*
Me: “I have a same-sex partner.”
UT: “Oh, they wrote on the form ‘primary infertility'”
And then, when I was scheduling my next appointment, crowded waiting room behind me, the administrative assistant asked if I was there because of infertility. I didn’t know how else to put it (nor did I want to explain it in front of all ages of waiting patients), so I relinquished my pride and said yes.
It’s going to take the reproductive medicine specialists a while to catch up to a changing society, I recognize that. But it does seem unfortunate to be red flagged with primary infertility before any reason has arisen that would warrant assuming infertility. Being flagged with infertility carries with it connotations that I will be stressed, upset, maybe devastated, and perhaps hopeless about my fertility challenges. I don’t want to have that put on me. I want all the specialists who will be working on me for the next while to be excited with me. In an ideal world, when I say “I plan to start trying to conceive in the near future”, they would say “Oh how exciting! There is no reason to expect anything but the best results from these tests.” That would be ideal. In fact, it would probably be ideal for those negative connotations to be avoided for every patient – even those who come in after a year of trying at home in their bedrooms.
Other than that somewhat expected confusion on the part of the medical professionals, there were some crummy things about this procedure (but overall it was a walk in the park).
First of all, I shouldn’t have drank coffee this morning as well as the liter of water. As soon as she saw my bladder with the ultrasound she jumped back and said “Wow, that is one full bladder! This is not going to be pleasant!”
Haha, just what I wanted to hear.
However, she did say she would make it quick. After the external ultrasound, I got to pee. Best. Pee. Ever. Then I had to go back in for the internal.
TMI warning – I got my period yesterday quite by surprise. I called the clinic to make sure I could still do the procedure, because my lovely wife had already booked a rental car for me and it would have been a pain in the ass to reschedule. But yeah, I had my period for the internal ultrasound. It was quite disgusting, but the technician didn’t seem as disturbed as I was. Unfortunately she had some trouble finding my right ovary, so I was probed for a good 45 minutes. I actually almost started to forget what was happening and had to fight to keep myself from dozing off in the cozy, dimly lit room.
Awkward part #2: I forgot to find a washroom again before I left, and I had to (*TMI WARNING*) re-apply a feminine hygiene product in the rental car… Thank god nobody walked by…
My wife will be bringing me to the SHG and HSG tests on Apr 30th. I lucked out with timing on those. Apparently you are supposed to call the clinic to book these tests on day one of your cycle. If I had known that I would have called yesterday, to avoid waiting for another month to go by before booking it. Luckily when I told her that this was day 2 she was able to find me an opening during this cycle. It is easy to see how fertility testing can take months upon months when you have to wait 25-30 days for each next step…
I asked the receptionist if I could take a Tylenol 3 before the HSG and she said “hey, if you got ’em, why not!”. Will do.