Today we had our first appointment with the new OB/GYN. It was the first time I’d seen a male OB/GYN in more than 13 years. Before the move I had an amazing female doctor. Seeing a male is just a different experience. He was very busy, and the appointment felt rushed. I didn’t get to know him as much as I would have liked.
We reviewed my medical history (a brief version) and he ordered a titer for Rubella to make sure I have been vaccinated. If I haven’t been vaccinated then it will be an additional 3 months before we can start trying again. He also made sure I was aware of how difficult it was going to be to get pregnant because I was diagnosed with endometriosis when I was 20. He created a plan, we would try for 6 months (until November) and then if we hadn’t conceived by then we would do a fertility work up. It may require me to undergo another surgery. I will do whatever it takes to get pregnant. The hard part is thinking about the reality that none of it really means we will conceive, it just means we aren’t giving up.
Being married to a physician has some benefits, but it also has some downfalls. For example, Doc didn’t get to meet the new doctor today. He had to round in the nursery, so he wasn’t there to help me explain everything in doctor terms. Hopefully they will meet soon though. It is always better to have Doc in the room; doctors listen to each other far better than they listen to patients.
Overall, it was slightly depressing. I was hopeful that we were already pregnant, so hearing that we aren’t kind of sucked. We will march on though. Next month may be our lucky month.
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