The First Quarter of 2014

Oh 2014 we had such high hopes for you!

The Mr. and I were super excited to be moving onto the next step in our fertility journey. Super O with an IUI. Everything was set up, all we had to do was get one last test done... a hysteroscope and then we could move on and get Ovulating!

Our appointment was set up for Feb 11 but unfortunately I still had AF so we had to change it to Feb 14. We show up and I'm excited to get everything going. It's time to take that next step, wayyy past the time. We get the first test done, ultrasound and everything is OK. Moving onto the Hysteroscope the RE first notices that my lining is wavy, when it should be smooth after AF and then BAM I have a huge polyp at the top of my cervix. This halts everything. I now have to get surgery to get it removed. Lucky for me my RE knew how much we wanted to move on and got us in with a local OBGYN who had surgery time on Feb 26th, otherwise we would have had to wait till April for surgery!

We went to the Jim Pattison Outpatient care and Surgery centre and everything went well. Our surgery time got bumped a bit later but other than that everything was great. I was a crying mess when I first woke up from the anesthetic, which is usual for me. They gave me something for the pain and I floated away. I had a couple days off work and then only worked 1/2 days for my last two days of work for that week. 

On Sunday (March 2) I started to feel funny. My back was sore and I could not get comfortable to save my life. I kept thinking to my self this has nothing to do with the Polyp removal and D&C the pain is too high up for it. I kept pacing around the hour and trying to go to the bathroom, thinking that maybe it was an air bubble. Then my abdomen started to really hurt. Right side just under my ribs and then I started to vomit. It was the worse pain I have ever experienced. The Mr has never seen me like this and after 3 hours of being in ever increasing pain I pulled the tuff girl card and said take me to the ER.
We arrived at the ER at 10pm, the pain was just getting worse even though I had nothing left in my tummy. I got in pretty quick as one of the ladies that I know from my Weddingbells days works there and saw me (not my finest moment, puked on shirt, messy hair, Old miss matched PJs) but she saw how in distress I was and got me in. I saw the ER Dr. at about 2am and he said I needed an Ultra-sound. Then he went off shift and we were forgotten about.... until I couldn't take the pain anymore and asked for more pain meds. By then it was 8am and then nurse asked when I had been re-admitted. The Mr and I were a little confused by this and stated that we had never left the ER and had been there all night. Turns out the Night Doc said I was to go home and return for an ultrasound in the morning but I was never actually discharged. The new ER Dr came and saw us, apologized and then we were on our way for the ultrasound at 11am. By 1:30pm on Monday March 3 we knew that I had Gallstones and would need to see a surgeon. I was told to stay home from work for a week, given lots of meds and then sent home. We called the surgeon as soon as I got home and we have an appointment on the 14th. 

The first 2 days at home sucked, I could not keep anything down, not even water. Nothing hurts more than puking up water and bile. Yesterday I was finally able to keep down water & Jello. Today I can add to that eggs and some plain pasta!

The only good thing about this is I've lost 6 lbs! I now weigh less than the Mr. for the first time in our whole relationship!  

So right now I am hopped up on pain meds and gravol. I will see the surgeon for my gallstones next week. If I do not have AF in the next 4 weeks my RE wants us to use the old standard to get AF and then we will continue on our in/fertility  journey. Hopefully in 6 weeks I will get the results from the polyp.

Until then... I'm going to keep a positive out look on life, eat healthy and lose more weight!