The medical profession is wonderful. Some of us wouldn't have babies without them. But when you have so many medical people in your life, who all play a part in your everyday living, what
do you do when they have different opinions about things? Who do you put your
trust in?
Currently, I have a GP, chiropractor, homeopath, fertility
specialist and physio. They all come from different medical backgrounds and
therefore have different opinions and interpretations of medical findings. Right
now, they all have different views on my baby journey and I’m starting to feel
a little overwhelmed by the conflicting advice and information I’m getting.
First off, my GP tells me I have high bacteria levels and
suggests it could be the reason for my discharge and possibly my cramps. I tell
this to my homeopath who tells me it’s very likely the bacteria is stopping me
from falling pregnant. I call my fertility specialist to speak to him about it
and he says the bacteria would not be stopping me from falling pregnant because
the uterus is self-cleaning and basically gets rid of any nasties every month.
Also, the bacteria would not be getting high enough to impact my eggs or tubes.
He also doesn’t think it’s likely that it would be causing my cramps.
So here we are – he said, she said kind of thing. I’m not
interested in engaging in the “homeopaths are quacks and why do you listen to
them” debate. I remain open to all medical approaches and trust that each
member of my medical team has done the requisite training their profession
requires. It just becomes difficult when you’re on such an emotional journey
where you’re told one thing by someone, and the opposite by someone else.
In the end, it really doesn’t matter. Time will tell I
guess. If I’m not pregnant this month, I will take the anti-bacterial cream, have another swab and see if it’s
cleared up. If it has cleared up, my discharge and cramps will either stop or
not. If they stop great, if not then it’s back to the drawing board.
I’m beginning to get a little frustrated with the doctor’s
approach of “here’s a pill to take when you get your cramps.” Last night, I was
lying in bed with these stabbing cramps screaming in pain. At moments like those,
I know exactly where I want to shove those little pills because clearly they
are not working. To me, taking pills just masks the issue and I’m concerned the
real problem will not be found and it scares me that it could impact another
pregnancy. At least the homeopath is concerned about it and trying to find a
remedy for it so I’m glad she’s in my corner.
For now, it’s all about patience. In 7 days I’ll know if I’m
pregnant or not. If I’m not then I’ll take the anti bacterial cream and start
the 3rd round of clomid. If I’m not pregnant after that I’ll start the 4th
round. If I’m not pregnant after the 4th I’ll need a laparoscopy to see if
there is any tube blockages and if the endometriosis they found a few years ago
has returned. I had a laparoscopy 3 years
ago so that doesn’t bother me. Any procedure is better than the DNC!
The next treatment will depend on the outcome of the
laparoscopy so could be insemination or straight to IVF. And there we go. That
my friends is the next 3 months of my life mapped out. Part of me feels a
little overwhelmed by all of that. Part of me hopes I just fall pregnant so I
don’t have to worry about it all. And part of me is keen to get through it all
so I can move onto something new. As some very wise friends informed me, I am
only at the start of this journey so I’d better get prepared to put in a few
more hard yards before I reach the end. Here’s hoping the finish line is at
least in site.
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