Well, today we got up and went in for my hysteroscopy (the doctor thought he saw something on my HSG scans and wanted to rule out anything that needed to be surgically removed before we try). I don't do well with waiting. Particularly with some of the bad news we have encountered on our journey so far. The night before the test I had crazy nightmares (mostly of the zombie nature- I blame that on Walking Dead's season premiere) and then I got "nervous tummy" which sounds cuter than it is- I still want anyone reading this to be able to look me in the eye. I also got tense.
This test was one of the last hoops we have to jump through to ensure the "pipes are working", the "foundation is strong", the "recipe includes nutella".
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| What I imagine a uterus looks like. |
Perfect for hosting a baby." Guys. I really needed to hear that. So. We will now start clomid on my next cycle in a couple weeks and try our first insemination attempt. #wut
In the meantime we have two goals. 1. I need to lose the last few pounds that put me in the safe BMI zone. More are welcome to relocate- but no relocating from my thighs to my ass. Thunder is for the skies, not the thighs. <rim shot>
2. Narrow down our donor options and order sperm. We are really looking for someone who is tall and thin- let's fight genetics together. And has a healthy family history. From there we'll decide what other factors are important. Does the expanded profile say whether or not he's a Chenoweth fan? #requirement
Guys. Things are happening! #holler
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