Diary of a Barren(ish) Woman: Part 3

Day 8 HSG. I get to travel to an outpatient surgery facility. So much fun this is.

HSG is quite the experience. You get a tube and ink (contrast) in your cervix and the NP pushes the ink into your fallopian tubes to make sure they're open. You get to see all this on a TV. It's interesting, but all those squiggles who knows what I'm looking at (well, hopefully the NP does).

She says that there's "something" in my uterus- have I ever had an abnormal pap? No. Well, there's something there- don't worry it could be an air bubble, or fibroids, or cysts, or cancer. Yeah... don't worry. So she sends me to get a sonogram done tomorrow at the other facility (none surgical). Which means two days I get tubes and liquids shoved into me. Fun.

Next day, I go for sonogram and the doctor, who I JUST saw last week is like "have we met?" Sigh. He ultrasounds me again, this time with saline solution. And says "you had your HSG?"
Um... yeah that's why I'm here, it was abnormal.

He looks and says "yeah I see that, it's BIG. But there's nothing today." Literally, this is all. I'm done. Good news. My body is receptive to having a baby. I just have no eggs.

The other good news of the day- I'm able to bump up my appointment to learn whether I'm eligible for IVF or not. That's a bit of a relief.

However, all the stress over the past week has knocked my neck completely out. Remember how I said I'm pretty relaxed. That pretty much all ended. The tension, the stress, the emotions, it's all so much. So very much.