Upon the visit to my OB/Gyn last week, my doctor again told me that he only wanted to have me on three cycles of Clomid.  In the past he has said that since I’m young and healthy, there should be no reason that I shouldn’t be pregnant within 6 months, and we would use the Clomid to sort of “jump start” my system.  He then told me that he would have me complete this current Clomid cycle, if I don’t get pregnant schedule an appt to see the specialist and conserve the third round of Clomid for a possible IUI with the specialist.

Two days ago, 12/26, I called the office to let them know that I haven’t detected my LH surge and let them know I had been testing since cycle day 11, at their recommendation.  I questioned whether or not the doctor would want me to go for an ultrasound to see if any follicles were maturing.  At that moment the doctor had called in and the nurse checked with him.  He said if I hadn’t detected my surge by now, cycle day 20, I was not going to ovulate this month and I should go ahead with scheduling the appt with the specialist.  Big step.  The nurse (the doctor’s wife) kept me on the phone for about 20 minutes making sure I was alright and discussing with me in detail what she had been through, at a much older age; basically what I could expect.

So I called the specialist and scheduled my appt.  I was shocked that I was offered an appt. with the specialist my OB/Gyn requested I see, almost immediately.  Their first available was 1/8, not bad, only 2 weeks away.  I figured I’d have to wait a month or so.

So my husband and I will go for our consultation on 1/8.  I need to gather all my records from all the testing I’ve endured over the past 6 months and march in there hoping I will not have to do everything all over again.  The last thing I want is to have to spend another 2-3 months going through more testing, which will only further delay our dream.  I do however realize that whatever has to be done is obviously for a reason, and whatever it takes, we will do.

This entire situation has definitely taken a bit of a toll on my husband and me.  I couldn’t help but to break down after hanging up with the specialist’s office.  I never thought it would come down to this; I’ve sworn it would be our month, every month for the past 6 months.  I’ll never forget the feeling of the life draining from my body the first time the doctor’s office called with the results of my very first beta HCG; negative.  And then the second call, the third, fourth and the most recent just last month, again, negative.  I guess all this work will only make it that much more special when it’s finally positive.

I welcome all of you to share your stories.