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Tuesday, March 22, 2005

Reproductive reboot.

I just got back from the ob/gyn appointment, and the news was pretty good. Pat (my practically psychic baby-catching doctor) said that she suspects that I failed to ovulate last month because of the pneumonia.

If that's the case, I was never pregnant (yes!), and my confused body has been trying to get my hormone levels high enough to have a period ever since. "Think of an old car trying to get up a steep hill," said Pat. "Since you didn't ovulate, your hormones are having trouble getting up the hill to make the period happen." Am I an old car, then? Or my uterus is? Hmph.

Pat's theory doesn't explain why coffee was tasting like fish for a while (that's always been a reliable pregnancy indicator, for me), why my breasts were sore, and why I lost a little blood and tissue on the first of March. But I'm trying not to dwell on that.

Just to be sure, blood was taken today in order to test my hormone levels. I should get the results tomorrow. If Pat is correct, and the hormones indicate that my reproductive screen is frozen ("Dammit, I can't move my cursor!"), we will reboot using progesterone pills (Control, Open Apple, Reset), which should get me bleeding after a few days. Presumably, after the period, I'll get back on my normal cycle and ovulate next month.

If Pat is wrong, and I'm pregnant with another non-growing embryo, we'll take it from there. I will probably not want to wait for a natural miscarriage. So, another D&C. Blast.

So, let's pretend we know that Pat's right: my clever body decided that since I was roasting with fever and fighting to breathe, it wasn't such a good time to ovulate. "Let's not and say we did," said Ovary.

So....reboot!

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An update (3-23-05):

Pat called and told me I was never pregnant! Yippee!

I feel a bit silly for mourning and fearing a miscarriage that wasn't even happening, but that's okay. I have to forgive myself for being paranoid, since the miscarriage in August was so scary. Pat also said that my hormone levels indicate that I ovulated after all, just late, and that my period should start within a week. If it doesn't, I can give it a kick in the tuchas with progesterone.

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Another update (3-25-05):

Howdy, Aunt Flo! Almost three weeks late, but welcome anyway.

4 Comments:

  • At 12:04 PM, Blogger Jaded said…

    i'm glad to hear that!

    as someone who has all sorts of "female" poblems myself (i have polycystic ovarian syndrome), i can completely sympathize with the stress and uncertainty that comes when your body doesn't work how it's supposed to. i'm glad to hear that all is well. :)

     
  • At 1:09 PM, Blogger D'nah Freespirit said…

    I'm so glad! Though that seems odd to say, but you understand. I've been touched by your blogs about the miscarriage(s).. Whistling in the Dark was too powerful and painful for me to comment on. Know that you, your heath, and your family are always in my thoughts.

    PS - I've been thinking.. It turned out to be a VERY good thing that you went birding when you did. Other wise your illness would have made you miss it all together.

     
  • At 2:01 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    What a relief!

    Your grief and fear are valid emotions.You lost your baby and nearly died yourself. I think your post about your miscarriage was an important step toward easing your pain.

    Love, tina

     
  • At 5:27 PM, Blogger Benevolist said…

    Ok. I'm pretending Pat is on target. Yep.

     

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