Through The Looking Glass

Well, all of the anticipation is over and we now have a plan.....sort of.

The offices are brand new with nice shiney mahogany colored furniture. The waiting room was empty and M and I sat down and pretended to read the carefully selected, non-baby magazines they put out. After blood pressure and weight check, we were ushered into a small room with a round table and every brochure you could ever imagine. We talked about work, the weekend, anything we could think of. During a moment of silence in the conversation, John Mayer came over the music they pumped into the rooms.....

Check your pulse it's proof that you're not listening to

The call your life's been issuing you

The rhythm of a line of idle days....

M looked at me for a moment.

"I never thought I would be sitting here. It seems surreal."

Dr. Fast came in and we got right down to business. She went through our histories, pointed out some things on a chart (mostly for M's benefit) and we started to formulate a plan. She agreed with my concerns about my shorter-than-most luteal phase and lower-than-normal temperatures. In the ultrasound room she told me I had more than likely just ovulated (I got a positive OPK that morning) and said that I had "beautiful uterine lining". I realized that my whole idea of a complement has shifted. I don't care of I look fat in these jeans, because I have a beautiful uterus!

"You two have homework tonight!" she said, smiling.

So, we went home and got right to work, so to say. I go in on Wednesday morning so they can draw blood to check my progesterone and my insulin levels. After that, it's another round of blood work for my cd3 tests and then another consult. I feel good about Dr. Fast and about having a plan. In fact, this is the best I've felt in a while. I hope this feeling lasts.