Wednesday, January 13, 2010


I haven't updated you all since Christmas about anything fertility related. I took 150 mg clomid for 5 days on cycle days 3-7. I opted not to have mid cycle scans because quit frankly I wanted to take a break from trans-vaginal ultrasounds. I have no idea if I have ovulated or not, I will have a blood test Friday to check my progesterone levels. It should be 7 to 15 if I have ovulated.
If we are not pregnant then I will go back up to the specialists office and talk about what to do next. She may want to continue on the clomid for a few more months but I want to take a more aggressive approach, which might mean more aggressive drugs.

I have been thinking a bit about the "chemical pregnancy" and trying to wrap my brain around what happened. What I found out is that a chemical pregnancy was indeed a conception and is actually a very early miscarriage. A chemical pregnancy would be a miscarriage before the fifth week of gestation. In my mind a miscarriage is a miscarriage and it was still a loss of life. That means that when I fill out medical forms and it asks me how many pregnancies I have had I have to write 3 and only 2 live births. It is still hard to wrap my brain around.


Bex said...

My heart aches for you. This stuff is hard and while hope flutters about, so too does anxiety, with hints of fear... Thanks for the glimpse into your story as it stands now. We'll trust Christ together that all things work together for your good. Praying, hoping, and trusting with you for healthy, full-term pregnancy to be your story in just a few short days. Grace to you, Christy.

Christy said...

Thanks so much Bex. You are such a precious gem in my life. God has a plan and I have child like faith, so I know this will happen.

Jen said...

Christy - this is such a hard journey you're on, and your honesty is a gift. Thank you for allowing your blog readers to walk with you. When I saw you the other day at the Gilbert House, I wanted to somehow say that I know this is an ever present piece of who you are, and I care about you - but somehow the place and time didn't seem right. So I'll tell you now. Love you!

Christy said...

Jen, you know you can talk to me anytime. Your words are like neosporin on a scraped knee, thank you!!