Today was the day. I ventured forth to the lair of the dreaded lady parts doctor.
I had a good idea of what was going on as my GP (general practitioner, primary health doctor) was very informative and supportive.
When we arrived at the doctor's office we found a beautifully restored old home. The building houses a number of different OBs and a pediatrician. When we entered the waiting room we were confronted with a bunch of lovely pregnant ladies and gorgeous children running around.
The children- from teeny babes in their mother's arms to crazy-wild toddlers - were a good advertisement for the doctors' services!
We had a short wait for out appointment. Hubs and I engaged in our usual game of people watching and attempting to guess / create back stories for all the people we saw.
My doctor called my name and we were in her room in a flash. To say I was nervous today was an understatement! The doctor immediately put me at ease. Hubs and I instantly connected with her. She was funny and engaging and very sensitive.
The doctor reviewed my scans and blood work and did an internal exam.
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The doctor thinks that my blood work and symptoms are consistent with Polycystic Ovary Syndrome. She thinks that the doctor and technician who did my scans may have overlooked the PCOS because of the other things going on with my ovaries.
I am booked in to have surgery in the first week of July. The doctor initially suggested tomorrow (HEART ATTACK! Is it that urgent?? No, she just has a vacancy tomorrow!) The following fortnight I am in Court in a matter that I can not get adjourned (we are up to day 7 and I cannot get out of it). Therefore, early July it is.
It will hopefully be laproscopic surgery and she will only do a laparotomy if she has too. During the surgery she will have a look around for the evidence of PCOS and sort out whatever she finds. I won't know until then if it is actually PCOS or some other problem.
The best news? The doctor has ordered me off all the herbal wacky things the natropath prescribed! No more evil tonic. Sorry Kate!
We have officially been trying for a baby for one year. It has been an incredibly difficult year, with lots of hopes and lots of disappointments. It has been an incredibly isolating experience. Only you and my sister know this chapter of my Secret Wife Life.
From here on in we take a different path and we will have a funny, sensitive doctor to guide us.
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