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We had been trying IVF to get pregnant. It went badly with the local clinic. We switched to a clinic in a different state. We went there for testing this past week. I didn’t know what was scheduled on which days. On Wednesday they did a hysteroscopy that I didn’t know was scheduled.
Basically, with bottoms off, I sat in a chair, they reclined me until it seemed like I was upside down. Then they manually pried open the cervix, “dropped in saline” and carbon dioxide, the shoved a camera up there to take pictures. It seems I was supposed to know to take some ibuprofen beforehand. The pain was bad enough I nearly threw up.
I have a polyp that they wanted to remove. I convinced them to let my doctor here do it. So now I’ll have at least one more of these procedures to verify my doctor really removes it.
I can’t stop thinking about this and crying. I’m not ok. I had some gabapentin there that was prescribed for something else that I took the last few days to sleep. We’re home again now so I took my gabapentin and one of my last few clonazepam so hopefully I can stop thinking about this and sleep.
Therapy isn’t until Wednesday. If I stay busy enough I can kind of put it aside, but the nights are the worst. I don’t know how to be ok until Wednesday. Thank god I stashed meds to try to help me get through this.
It hurt so bad. I was good though and stayed really still like I was supposed to. I did good. That should be enough. I shouldn’t be hyperventilating just thinking about it.
My doctor doesn’t scare me like this, I don’t know why they won’t let him take the next set of pictures as “proof of cure”. He’s competent and won’t make me go through that unmedicated. Or with just ibuprofen.
I told my husband that I don’t think I can do this again. I just don’t know what to do.
Basically, with bottoms off, I sat in a chair, they reclined me until it seemed like I was upside down. Then they manually pried open the cervix, “dropped in saline” and carbon dioxide, the shoved a camera up there to take pictures. It seems I was supposed to know to take some ibuprofen beforehand. The pain was bad enough I nearly threw up.
I have a polyp that they wanted to remove. I convinced them to let my doctor here do it. So now I’ll have at least one more of these procedures to verify my doctor really removes it.
I can’t stop thinking about this and crying. I’m not ok. I had some gabapentin there that was prescribed for something else that I took the last few days to sleep. We’re home again now so I took my gabapentin and one of my last few clonazepam so hopefully I can stop thinking about this and sleep.
Therapy isn’t until Wednesday. If I stay busy enough I can kind of put it aside, but the nights are the worst. I don’t know how to be ok until Wednesday. Thank god I stashed meds to try to help me get through this.
It hurt so bad. I was good though and stayed really still like I was supposed to. I did good. That should be enough. I shouldn’t be hyperventilating just thinking about it.
My doctor doesn’t scare me like this, I don’t know why they won’t let him take the next set of pictures as “proof of cure”. He’s competent and won’t make me go through that unmedicated. Or with just ibuprofen.
I told my husband that I don’t think I can do this again. I just don’t know what to do.