Post by emilysmommy on Apr 24, 2009 15:00:09 GMT -5
So, my doctor pretty much told me that I will need clomid again if I want to get pregnant. The metformin is kind of helping regulate my cycle. Kind of. 1500 mg a day has brought my cycle down to 35 days (at least for the last cycle). I guess it remains to be seen if that will continue. I'm sure I'll need more of it. Anyway, last time I took clomid, I hyperstimmed on it. At least this time I'll know that pain and bloating isn't normal.
My husband is recovering nicely from his urethraplasty. The surgeon has been very pleased with the results. He is almost able to ejactulate normally. Almost. (Sorry. TMI.)
Saw a cardiologist the other day. I have history of VSD and murmur, which closed when I was young. EKG used to be normal. About 5 years ago, I had some intense pressure in my chest and was diagnosed with a right bundle branch block. Great. The doctor also found a new murmur, but it was difficult to hear. Fast forward to the present. I've been having some arrhythmias too. I'm having an event monitor put on today. Hopefully, they're just PVCs. Also, the murmur is much louder now. This cardiologist doesn't think the murmur is innocent. He was frustrated and bothered by the fact that he couldn't pin it down during the exam. He believes it is due to an underlying pathology. Excellent. Detailed echocardiogram is scheduled in two weeks. He told me that I should absolutely NOT ask my gyn for clomid until the results of the echo are reviewed and it is determined that my heart could withstand the strain of pregnancy. Fantastic. God only knows what is going on in my heart. Probably some sort of valve failure. I really don't want to have heart surgery. There is no way we could ever afford it, even with my crappy state health insurance. If it comes to it, probably just easier to stop the metformin (to prevent pregnancy) and live it up until my heart fails completely.
I want to scream sometimes. I get so angry.
My sister-in-law popped out her third child in late January. Hurrah for her. She's a breeding machine. Every other year she has another. It's never enough for her.
I should be thankful. My husband still has his job, although he is a contractor. We can (mostly) pay our bills on time, although we got screwed again by the Oregon Army National Guard. Because we live within 60 miles of the armory, the Guard wouldn't pay for a hotel, or gas, or food, during his two weeks of AT this year. Yes, we're within 60 miles. We live 50 miles from the damned armory. Jerks. If the company with which he contracts had HIRED him, he would have gotten AT pay and his salary. We might have been able to catch up on some of the medical bills from his very expensive surgery.
Sorry for the rant. It's all just so frustrating.
My husband is recovering nicely from his urethraplasty. The surgeon has been very pleased with the results. He is almost able to ejactulate normally. Almost. (Sorry. TMI.)
Saw a cardiologist the other day. I have history of VSD and murmur, which closed when I was young. EKG used to be normal. About 5 years ago, I had some intense pressure in my chest and was diagnosed with a right bundle branch block. Great. The doctor also found a new murmur, but it was difficult to hear. Fast forward to the present. I've been having some arrhythmias too. I'm having an event monitor put on today. Hopefully, they're just PVCs. Also, the murmur is much louder now. This cardiologist doesn't think the murmur is innocent. He was frustrated and bothered by the fact that he couldn't pin it down during the exam. He believes it is due to an underlying pathology. Excellent. Detailed echocardiogram is scheduled in two weeks. He told me that I should absolutely NOT ask my gyn for clomid until the results of the echo are reviewed and it is determined that my heart could withstand the strain of pregnancy. Fantastic. God only knows what is going on in my heart. Probably some sort of valve failure. I really don't want to have heart surgery. There is no way we could ever afford it, even with my crappy state health insurance. If it comes to it, probably just easier to stop the metformin (to prevent pregnancy) and live it up until my heart fails completely.
I want to scream sometimes. I get so angry.
My sister-in-law popped out her third child in late January. Hurrah for her. She's a breeding machine. Every other year she has another. It's never enough for her.
I should be thankful. My husband still has his job, although he is a contractor. We can (mostly) pay our bills on time, although we got screwed again by the Oregon Army National Guard. Because we live within 60 miles of the armory, the Guard wouldn't pay for a hotel, or gas, or food, during his two weeks of AT this year. Yes, we're within 60 miles. We live 50 miles from the damned armory. Jerks. If the company with which he contracts had HIRED him, he would have gotten AT pay and his salary. We might have been able to catch up on some of the medical bills from his very expensive surgery.
Sorry for the rant. It's all just so frustrating.
