It’s been freaking too long and neither I’m pregnant nor my hormonal imbalance issues are better.
During my trip to Mexico in December, I visited a homeopath. He was highly recommended by a friend who suffered of a similar condition like me. It’s funny but when I started experiencing difficulties conceiving another baby she came to my mind. She was told by her gynaecologist she needed surgery in her tubes after her results were back. She got scared and seeked for an alternative option. She found this homeopath doctor through a friend and after a year under the homeopathy medicine she was able to conceive naturally. We now joke a lot considering she has 4 kids since then. Two of them born two years apart, and the other two are twins!! Clearly there is something in this homeopathy medicine, no? I had to go and see this doctor too.
I came back home with a 4-month worth homeopath medicine supply. Which I intended to continue using along the infertility treatments given by my clinic in Canada.
I called the infertility clinic to follow up on the polyp surgery. And after doctor’s revision I was instructed to continue trying naturally.
I was very optimistic. I was hopeful. Husband and I did our homework and somehow I was already calculating possible due dates. And then my period came a week earlier. I felt blank. I had no initial reaction to this event and what it represented. I even thought maybe perhaps I was pregnant and it was just a sign. I gave it a day, but it only confirmed the unwanted. I had to call the clinic and hear what was next.
The doctor prescribed Letrozole which is supposed to stimulate my ovaries. I asked her my concerns; the chances of multiple babies or defects. She assured me this medicine has very low chances for multiple pregnancies or defects in babies compared to others. And like if this is not scary enough, she then mentioned if this doesn’t work out she would like to suggest moving on to IUI. My heart stopped.
I realize that more than being scared to the unknown world of insemination I am more upset at myself. I feel guilty. I feel powerless. I feel like a failure.
I feel guilty for not trying harder during the first year after returning to work. I feel if I had, probably I would have noticed this problem sooner and worked on it longer while younger?
I feel powerless because there is nothing I can do. I wish I could own an ultrasound device and be hooked to it 24/7 but I don’t know what to look for in what it looks like a picture of a constellation. I wish the Canadian health system allowed for these clinics to monitor more closely, to issue more detailed exams.
I feel like a failure because it’s my organ who is not cooperating. The same organ it was good 4 years ago and at the first try, it’s now unpredictable. I had tried so hard to lead a healthy lifestyle by not eating processed foods and by no doing drugs, that I can’t understand any other factors that can be affecting my ability to succeed on this. I understand age is a factor, but at my early 30’s?
While I’m in the middle of taking Letrozole, for another change to conceive more naturally, I can’t help but wonder if going IUI is even an option for me. I guess at this point I need to cool my head down a bit and take away the negative feelings and pressure from myself. Really hoping the homeopathy treatment comes to the rescue and on time when things don’t look pretty anymore.
Crystal @ Sew Creative says
Oh lovey. I am thinking about you and my heart is with you. My husband and I had planned on having 3 years between our babies. Like you, I got pregnant the first month we tried with my daughter. We started trying again when my daughter was 2 and I got pregnant right away and then miscarried. I went to my doctor and we realized that I was severely anemic. She told me that if I got pregnant again I would miscarry again. For a year we were trying to get my iron levels up. Pills, then monthly injections when that didn’t work, then biweekly injections when that didn’t work, then weekly injections when it still wasn’t working and finally iron transfusions when nothing else would work.
I remember that feeling of heartbreak and like my body was failing not only me but my husband and daughter. I remember fighting back tears and rushing to escape in a friends bathroom when my daughter held her friend’s sister for the first time then looked at me and said “Mommy, why won’t you have a baby for me? I want a baby sister too.”
People were unknowingly awful, asking when we were going to have another baby. Telling me it was silly for me to be waiting for so long in between. I started crying in the middle of a meeting in the board room at work when a co-worker made these comments to me.
You’re baby is up there in heaven waiting for you. He or she is just having to fight a bit harder to make their way to you. That’s what I tried to remember when I was trying to get pregnant with my son and when I saw him for the first time all of those feelings were confirmed.
Big hugs. I know a very good integrative medical clinic who has naturopaths as well as a team of other practitioners that can work together to help you through this. Let me know if you would like their info.
XO-
Crystal
Nadia V. (Mama and the City) says
Wow, I guess your journey wasn’t an easy one either. Thank you for sharing your story, it’s comforting to know I’m not alone and there’s hope. And like you, other people’s comments just doesn’t make things easier either. I have been fighting the urge to cry at the thought of sharing my feelings with them, I feel it’s easier to think they are just trying to make conversation. Today is the last day of Letrozole. Thank you Crystal.
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