Post by salt on Nov 4, 2012 18:31:33 GMT -6
This is a very long post. Just throwing that out there.
My metabolic NP is possibly the best health care provider that I've ever had; she is truly a breath of fresh air that I never knew I needed. Part of what makes her amazing is that she can sympathize with her patients and relate all of her life experiences with them. She listens with her ears as well as her heart; and the advice that she gives is from her heart as well. There needs to be more of her in the world because too many doctors that Ive had zero in on one aspect of a situation instead of the whole picture.
My hubs and I have been trying to have a family for almost 3 years now; and anyone who has tried to conceive for even 1 month knows of the heartache that I am not going to go into. I grew up (as no doubt many here did as well) listening to people all around me preach "that it only takes one!" But nothing prepares you for the mental torture and second-guessing that comes along with it! Starting to doubt yourself, questioning your existence and even making theories as to why you aren't getting pregnant are some of the few mental tortures, and I think that I will stop with that, because I'm starting to feel the tears and I don't want them to come. Fuck'em.
Expanding on that - when the time in your life comes to the road where children are very much wanted and desired, it seems as if EVERYONE is getting pregnant around you. And that's not a bad thing, I personally don't want to have the successful parents walk on eggshells afraid to tell me; I honestly know how hard it is to get pregnant and I am certainly not going to take that joy and excitement away from them. (On another note: My own mother, who tells me that "Im trying too hard". I want to scream at her! Just because you've had 6 children does NOT make you an expert on getting pregnant, it makes you an expert on childbirth and pregnancy itself.)
Told you this was a long post. And I'm not done yet.
On October 2, 2012, I went to see my gyno because I'm not ovulating normally (or even every other month like I'd hoped) for some help. My hubs' doc wants to try IUI early next year and in order for that to happen ... to put it nicely, all of the engine parts have to be in somewhat working order (me). She told me (in a nutshell) that I'm too fat for her to help me. That I needed to lose about 70lbs - and she set a goal for February and that's when she said that we can talk about more options. When I inquired further, she told me "just have sex every 2-3 days and eventually everything will line up." That's a slap in the face. I paid 35 dollars just for you to tell me that I'm too fat for you to help me. Moron.
First off - I have mirrors in my house and I am well aware of my weight. But just saying - I am working my ass off (literally) to try to lose it. And just in case you didn't know - it doesn't come off overnight.
Secondly - what the fuck do you think I've been doing all this time? Sitting on the couch eating chocolate and chips watching TV all day long? And for that comment about the having sex - SHUT THE FUCK UP, SERIOUSLY.
So, all that being said:
Friday, I went into my NP's office and weighed myself for the first time in a month - and I'm down 8 lbs! I'm going to weigh myself tomorrow morning - just to check my true weight in the morning and stuff. But I went into my NP's office and laid my cards on the table. Told her EVERYTHING that my gyno had said. And then asked her what I could do to get some testing done without involving a fertility clinic (because I'm just not there yet) while I'm losing weight. Not only did she recommend doctors - she went and made the phone calls herself! I have a doctor's appt tomorrow morning and I'm going in hopeful.
I will keep peeps in the loop. I feel so much better!
My metabolic NP is possibly the best health care provider that I've ever had; she is truly a breath of fresh air that I never knew I needed. Part of what makes her amazing is that she can sympathize with her patients and relate all of her life experiences with them. She listens with her ears as well as her heart; and the advice that she gives is from her heart as well. There needs to be more of her in the world because too many doctors that Ive had zero in on one aspect of a situation instead of the whole picture.
My hubs and I have been trying to have a family for almost 3 years now; and anyone who has tried to conceive for even 1 month knows of the heartache that I am not going to go into. I grew up (as no doubt many here did as well) listening to people all around me preach "that it only takes one!" But nothing prepares you for the mental torture and second-guessing that comes along with it! Starting to doubt yourself, questioning your existence and even making theories as to why you aren't getting pregnant are some of the few mental tortures, and I think that I will stop with that, because I'm starting to feel the tears and I don't want them to come. Fuck'em.
Expanding on that - when the time in your life comes to the road where children are very much wanted and desired, it seems as if EVERYONE is getting pregnant around you. And that's not a bad thing, I personally don't want to have the successful parents walk on eggshells afraid to tell me; I honestly know how hard it is to get pregnant and I am certainly not going to take that joy and excitement away from them. (On another note: My own mother, who tells me that "Im trying too hard". I want to scream at her! Just because you've had 6 children does NOT make you an expert on getting pregnant, it makes you an expert on childbirth and pregnancy itself.)
Told you this was a long post. And I'm not done yet.
On October 2, 2012, I went to see my gyno because I'm not ovulating normally (or even every other month like I'd hoped) for some help. My hubs' doc wants to try IUI early next year and in order for that to happen ... to put it nicely, all of the engine parts have to be in somewhat working order (me). She told me (in a nutshell) that I'm too fat for her to help me. That I needed to lose about 70lbs - and she set a goal for February and that's when she said that we can talk about more options. When I inquired further, she told me "just have sex every 2-3 days and eventually everything will line up." That's a slap in the face. I paid 35 dollars just for you to tell me that I'm too fat for you to help me. Moron.
First off - I have mirrors in my house and I am well aware of my weight. But just saying - I am working my ass off (literally) to try to lose it. And just in case you didn't know - it doesn't come off overnight.
Secondly - what the fuck do you think I've been doing all this time? Sitting on the couch eating chocolate and chips watching TV all day long? And for that comment about the having sex - SHUT THE FUCK UP, SERIOUSLY.
So, all that being said:
Friday, I went into my NP's office and weighed myself for the first time in a month - and I'm down 8 lbs! I'm going to weigh myself tomorrow morning - just to check my true weight in the morning and stuff. But I went into my NP's office and laid my cards on the table. Told her EVERYTHING that my gyno had said. And then asked her what I could do to get some testing done without involving a fertility clinic (because I'm just not there yet) while I'm losing weight. Not only did she recommend doctors - she went and made the phone calls herself! I have a doctor's appt tomorrow morning and I'm going in hopeful.
I will keep peeps in the loop. I feel so much better!
