Unexpected Ultrasound Results
Well, the results of the ultrasound were unexpected.
I have a fibroid.
From what Dr. Google has told me, a fibroid isn’t a huge deal, as in it’s nothing overly scary and they actually occur surprisingly frequently in women of childbearing age. Apparently something like 99% of fibroids do nothing other then cause problems with periods which can in turn cause problems with conceiving (please don’t take my word on that, I am not a medical doctor, just paraphrasing Dr. Google). But, we aren’t trying to have kids anymore so conception problems aren’t really problems for us. The period problem is exactly what I’m annoyed about. I’m curious, as many in the infertility world experience fibroids, does anyone else have experience with fibroids? Is there anything I should know ASAP? I have to admit, the thought of having a growth in my body that shouldn’t be in my body has caused some underlying fears, because random growths are rarely, if ever, a good thing.
But, what it does mean is a referral to gynecologist.
Which in turn means I’m forced into a world of retelling and reliving our recurrent pregnancy losses. I’m forced into reviewing all my old testing results. I guess maybe the list of every procedure and every test result that I’ve carried around in my phone for the last 5+ years will finally come in handy?
And I know I’ll end up questioning the Sonohysterogram (SHG) or Hysterosalpingogram (HSG) results that just a few years ago indicated that my uterus was basically perfect and definitely fibroid free according. I cannot help but wonder, could I have had a fibroid problem before that all the doctors and all the scans just missed? Rationally, I know I didn’t. I had too many tests confirm there were no problems with my insides to even bother seconding guessing it now. And even more importantly, I know that it wouldn’t change where we are today – one and done. And, I wouldn’t want to change where I am today, because today I am Little MPB’s mother. I think it’s just my insatiable search for answers that makes me wonder.
I have to admit, I’m dreading having to even step into a gynecologists waiting room post infertility, because I’m pretty sure sharing the waiting room with pregnant women will cause old and ugly jealously feelings to resurface.
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