After my surgery in January and being out of work while I was recovering, I knew that I couldn't commute 120 miles a day any longer. The commute was taking its toll on my mentally and physically and it was affecting our marriage. It is hard to have a relationship with someone, when you never see them. I also knew that we wanted to have a baby and that it would be impossible under the current circumstances. So on April 2, 2010, I left my job. I had a part-time job lined up closer to home, until I could find something full time.
We decided to undergo more fertility tests and just work on our relationship. We wanted to get closer to each other and get to know each other again. I am so thankful that Russ could see what commuting every day was doing to me and that he let me leave my job, not knowing what the future would hold.
Friday, April 2, 2010
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Fertility Struggles
FAIR WARNING THIS COULD BE CONSIDERED A GRAPHIC POST TO SOME
***This involves a discussion of the menstrual cycle and surgery, if you don't want to know about it, don't read it.***
Fast forward to 2010. Russ and I were living up in Northern Illinois. He was doing well at his job, I was still commuting my 120 miles a day round trip to my job. This were going well, except for 1 small problem I was not getting pregnant. I was also having horrible menstrual cycles, with major cramping and heavy bleeding. I was tired to just dealing with it. I had tried everything else you could imagine and nothing had been working, so I had just given up.
My mom and sister had very similar problems and found a wonderful Dr. that was willing to help. My sister had undergone surgery to help her, and they discovered she had endometriosis. The surgery was going to hopefully help her with fertility in the future. I fear that I probably had something similar going on, so I made an appointment to see him in early January. He took my family history, ran a ton of tests, and performed an ultrasound. What he found led him to believe that I needed surgery as well, and soon. He thought he found a few cysts. So the surgery was scheduled for January 26, 2010. It was to be an outpatient procedure, just like my sisters.
I went in for surgery expecting to go home that day (like my sister did), but that did not happen. After the surgery I was admitted to the hospital for observation for a few days. What the Dr. had discovered was that I appeared to have chronic appendicitis as a child (which had gone un-diagnosed) that had wreaked havoc on my body. I had many adhesions, my right ovary and right fallopian tube were missing, either from the appendicitis or being born without it. I also had cysts on my left fallopian tube that had to be removed. Lastly, there was a huge (orange sized) cyst on my left ovary that had to be removed as well. He performed a D and C in hopes that all of these things would help my heavy and painful menstrual cycles and preserve my fertility. The Dr. did not find any signs of endometriosis, but my fertility was still in question.
I was in a ton of pain and had a long recovery ahead of me. I would be out of work for about 6 weeks, and Russ would have to do almost everything for me for at least a few weeks. I needed to heal and I needed to recover. We couldn't think about having a baby at that point. We were going to have to look into those options and explore it more at a later time.
***This involves a discussion of the menstrual cycle and surgery, if you don't want to know about it, don't read it.***
Fast forward to 2010. Russ and I were living up in Northern Illinois. He was doing well at his job, I was still commuting my 120 miles a day round trip to my job. This were going well, except for 1 small problem I was not getting pregnant. I was also having horrible menstrual cycles, with major cramping and heavy bleeding. I was tired to just dealing with it. I had tried everything else you could imagine and nothing had been working, so I had just given up.
My mom and sister had very similar problems and found a wonderful Dr. that was willing to help. My sister had undergone surgery to help her, and they discovered she had endometriosis. The surgery was going to hopefully help her with fertility in the future. I fear that I probably had something similar going on, so I made an appointment to see him in early January. He took my family history, ran a ton of tests, and performed an ultrasound. What he found led him to believe that I needed surgery as well, and soon. He thought he found a few cysts. So the surgery was scheduled for January 26, 2010. It was to be an outpatient procedure, just like my sisters.
I went in for surgery expecting to go home that day (like my sister did), but that did not happen. After the surgery I was admitted to the hospital for observation for a few days. What the Dr. had discovered was that I appeared to have chronic appendicitis as a child (which had gone un-diagnosed) that had wreaked havoc on my body. I had many adhesions, my right ovary and right fallopian tube were missing, either from the appendicitis or being born without it. I also had cysts on my left fallopian tube that had to be removed. Lastly, there was a huge (orange sized) cyst on my left ovary that had to be removed as well. He performed a D and C in hopes that all of these things would help my heavy and painful menstrual cycles and preserve my fertility. The Dr. did not find any signs of endometriosis, but my fertility was still in question.
I was in a ton of pain and had a long recovery ahead of me. I would be out of work for about 6 weeks, and Russ would have to do almost everything for me for at least a few weeks. I needed to heal and I needed to recover. We couldn't think about having a baby at that point. We were going to have to look into those options and explore it more at a later time.
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