Good Things Come In Due Time…is not an understatement
Today must be my lucky day as it is officially cycle day 1! Yup, this morning I finally got my period….and it was sooooo overdue. I made it to cycle day 38…who does that??!! Its funny how just a week ago I was hoping not to get it, obviously praying that I was pregnant, but now I’m thrilled that I did! Thrilled because this means I can start my next round of Clomid and we have our next ‘shot’ at having our baby. I will start the Clomid, 50mg, on day 5 and continue through day 9.
I’ve also been taking the Provera since Tuesday, so today would have been the 4th day taking it. Not sure if I should continue taking it, I called my doctors office. The nurse answered the phone and this is how the conversation went:
Nurse- “Good Morning, Dr. Vagina’s office (obviously not his real name). How can I help you?”
Me- “Good morning. I was just calling with a quick question.”
Nurse- “Sure, go ahead!”
Me- “I started Provera on Tuesday to bring on my period and I got it this morning. My question is, should I take the last 2 pills of the Provera or can I discontinue it at this time?”
Nurse- “Hmmm…that’s a really good question. I’m going to have to get back to you on that one. Let me take your information and I’ll call you right back.”
Me- “Ok, Great!”
Nurse- “What’s your name, hun?”
Me- “Brandy…”
Nurse (before I could say my last name)- Oh,Brandy S________?”
Me- “Ut-oh…I’ve officially become that patient haven’t I!!?? I know I call like every day, but….”
Nurse- “No, no, no, not at all. I’ll find out and give you a call right back, ok?”
Me- “Ok, thanks so much.”
Nurse- “Ok, Bbye”
Me- “Bbye”
Ugh! I HAVE officially become that patient. Oh well…there just has to be someone who calls their OB/GYN more than I do. Like all the pregnant women out there! But I guess that only means that I will be even more obsessive with their phone number once I am pregnant too. Well, all I can say is good luck to them…Hahahahaha!
Long story short, I can stop the Provera now. GOOD! This stuff is potent…Every time I take it I end up being mistaken for a 14 year old pubescent teen. My face gets greasy, I break out all over the place; it gets ugly folks. Not to mention the night sweats. Oh the night sweats. I have enough of them when I take the Clomid. So I’m hoping since I cut the treatment short I won’t have to worry about these terrible side effects. After all, no body wants to be ugly at Christmas time. Nobody!
The cramps suck. And I am bleeding. But who cares…We’re back in the game! Wooo hoooo!
December 19th, 2007 at 7:51 pm
I, too, became that patient. And it’s okay. Because I learned quickly that sometimes a nurse will forget to tell you something, or, god-forbid, tell you the wrong thing. And after a few cycles, you will start to learn enough to know when something seems off. And if you don’t ask, you may do something that could impact an entire cycle. And at the cost of it all, financially and emotionally, that is unacceptable.
Know also that most of their patients are that patient. It’s stressful what you are going through, and they are trained to work with that stress as much as your “female parts.”
All the best! If you ever need encouraging words, send me an e-mail.
We did two cycles of Clomid before switching to injectibles and were pregnant after a few cycles of that. In the end, it went fast. But when we were in the think of it, every day felt like a week. All those doctor visits!! Make friends with those nurses!