After you have a miscarriage you are supposed to wait for two regular cycles to start trying again. I waited one, why you may ask? Because I like to live on the edge.
Around Christmas time we were planning on heading up to Nebraska to spend time with the family. I decided I was going to have my dad do some blood work to see if I was pregnant. He threw in a progesterone test for good measure.
That same day (my dad rocks), he called me and told me we weren't pregnant but my progesterone level was 1.9. Sounding good to me, I told him I would see him later that night. Not sounding good to him he told me that a normal progesterone level for a woman trying to get pregnant is supposed to be at least 12-14. Well shit.
My dad is a man with a plan. He comes home that night, and tells Chris and I what he would do if I was just any normal patient coming into his office. He told us he would put us on Clomid. I do ovulate sometimes, I did get pregnant, but Clomid can actually help the body pump out more of the bodies natural hormones. Which would boost up my progesterone levels and help the egg fully attach to the uterus. This plans sounds like a winner.
At this point I want to be 13 again, so I have my dad call my doctor and he shares the levels, my doc says he is going to put me on it and to make an appointment for when I get back home.
A few weeks later, the day is here, I am going to see my doctor. YAY!
Doctor says he wants to wait, wants to give us a few more months, to see if things work out on it's own. I can't blame him, I mean he isn't God or anything. And to be honest, progesterone testing is kind of a black and white thing for doctors. Some believe in it and some don't. My dad does, my doctor doesn't. That's a tricky situation right there.
Before leaving the office the doctor wants to do a bit more blood work. Check the progesterone levels on the same day my dad did and check out a few other things. After getting stuck 6 times (newbie nurse). I'm on my way home.
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