I cancelled my thyroid ultrasound. After my consultation with Dr. A, clinical professor and specialist in endometriosis, I needed to go straight home.
I forced myself to wait in that fucking obgyn waiting room. I allowed myself to cry. Little did I know what news I’d get next.
I was diagnosed with stage ii endo in April 2001, so today’s meeting was how best to manage endo whilst TTC, how to improve my chances of getting pregnant, and what I could do to minimize the risk of miscarrying again.
The news was shocking. I am less fertile than most women my age. My FSH is 11.8: anything above 12 is high, which means my brain is needs to produce more hormone to stimulate my follicles, which denotes that I have fewer eggs. It looks like I could have Premature Ovarian Aging. Test will tell more.
We’re going to proceed as normal for a couple months, during which time I will have an HSG to see if my endo is affecting my ovaries and Fallopian tubes. I will also have an AMH test to see just how many eggs I have left. I was sent home with a cup for DH. Meanwhile, I will stop drinking coffee, limit other caffeine and booze, stock up on Pre-Seed, and hope that I can get pregnant all the while trying to minimize my stress (wot?). If I’m not pregnant in a few months’ time, I will have to start Clomid.
The window of opportunity I thought I had in which to conceive just grew a lot fucking smaller. I know my bad news is not much to bear compared to a lot of people in the IF community, but I’m devastated.