The beginning...

I'm going to just jump right in and get this blog started. I could go back over the past several years and write about everything that got us to this point, but it would probably bore you (as well as me).

My husband Ricardo and I have been trying to conceive a baby for over 2 1/2 years now with no luck. As it turns out, I have PCOS (Poly-Cystic Ovarian Syndrome) which makes having a baby that much more difficult. We started seeing an RE (Reproductive Endocrinologist) in Septbember 2008 and I was put on 50mg of Clomid daily (in addition to my Metformin that I had already been taking).

Soon after starting the Clomid, I had a Saline Infusion Sonohysterogram that reavealed I had a fibroid tumor within my uterus. I was instructed to stop TTC and surgery was scheduled for December of 2008. The fibroid was removed and I was cleared to begin trying to conceive again.

The problem?

I had to wait for good ole' Aunt Flo to arrive and she never did. I waited through the entire month of December and almost all of January before I called the doctor for a script for Provera. After taking the Provera for ten days, Auto Flo made her arrival on February 7th. I was quite excited and ready to start taking the Clomid again.

I took my clomid on CD (cycle day) 3-7 as instructed and then I waited. I had to go into the RE's office CD 11 for a follicle scan to check how the follies were growing. They were all very small still and really had not grown much. I was then instructed to come back on CD 14 for another scan to see if there was any growth. By then they were 8mm & 9mm. I was then told to come in for just one more scan on CD 17 (which is today) in hopes that they were just 'slow growers'.

So this morning I go in for the scan and of course, it wasn't good news. I had two follies, 7mm & 8mm. They had actually shrunk! I wasn't surprised though - I knew it wasn't going to be good. The last time I took Clomid I did ovulate (CD 18) and I knew the pills were working because my ovaries felt heavy and full... it was just an uncomfortable feeling. However, this time around I didn't feel much. Maybe some twinges here and there, but nothing at all like the first time on Clomid.

I can't figure out why the Clomid worked the first time and not the second. The ultrasound technician as well as the nurse didn't know either, but they said they would call me this afternoon after they spoke with the doctor about where to go from here. At first I was quite upset that the follies weren't growing, but I've since come to terms that this cycle is pretty much a bust and there's really nothing they can do to save it. I know there will be more cycles to come and more times to try again. I'm really making an effort to stay positive and upbeat, but some days it's hard. I know things will happen when they're supposed to and there's no way I can speed up the process. I just have to let things happen as they will and take each day in stride.

So, now I'm patiently sitting here, waiting for the RE's office to call. Once I get word from them, I'll update again.

Thanks for reading - more to come later!
- Kari