Thursday, March 15, 2018
In 2015 Tim and I began our journey of trying to conceive. After some time we realized that the Testosterone that Tim was taking had completely diminished his sperm count. After stopping his Testosterone Tim's count then went to a "normal" range. After the count was in normal range for quite some time, and still not conceiving, we decided it was time for me to get checked out as well. At this time we found out I had PCOS ( Poly-cystic Ovarian Syndrome).
My irregular periods were a result of having PCOS which made it difficult not only to get pregnant but even to track ovulation. I was given my first round of Clomid, 50mg to assist in regulating my cycle and force ovulation to occur. On cycle day 21 I had my bloodwork done to check if ovulation had occured. My progesterone was less than 1. Typically after ovulation your progesterone should be at least above 10.
The OBGYN then decided to bump my Clomid up to 100mg for my next cycle. After taking Clomid on cycle days 3-7 I then began my ovulation predictor tests AKA OPKs. During my fertile week, per the OBGYN being cycle days 11-17, I came down with pneumonia. At the end of the fertile week I received a positive OPK which indicates a rise in the LH levels signaling your body that an egg should be released in the next 12-36 hours, we still tried.
Immediately after having pneumonia I came down with strep throat. While I had strep throat I seemed to have convinced myself that having a child was never going to happen for us. I thought we had been trying for almost 3 years and that if it was going to happen then it would have happened already. I convinced myself I no longer wanted kids, and my heart broke for weeks because this SINGLE thing I expected to get out of life, seemed so far out of my reach almost as if it was a fairytale. I gave up. I pouted. I cried..and cried..and cried. I just wanted to crawl into a hole and hide........