Modesty? What’s that?

Today I realized there is no modesty when going through any sort of fertility treatments.

Zip. Zero. Zilch.

Actually, that’s really the case for nearly all medical procedures. For this purpose, though, I’m going to ignore them. 😛

By the time you become pregnant, decide to pursue adoption, decide to live a child-free life or anything in between, your reproductive endocrinologist has seen your “stuff” more times than you and your partner combined.


And sometimes, as was the case with me today, you’re completely caught off guard when told to drop your drawers and hop up on the table for an internal ultrasound.

As I mentioned earlier in the week, I start my first round of Clomid this cycle. I was told to call and schedule my appointment the day I start a new cycle (yesterday). I didn’t think to ask if I needed to be prepared for anything in particular. I just figured they’d take my vitals, perhaps run some blood tests, and call in my prescription.

Silly me. It couldn’t be that easy:

Nurse: Do you need to use the restroom?

Me: Nope. I’m good.

Nurse walks to the ultrasound machine and types in my last name

Me: (with panic in my voice) Is he going to do an ultrasound? That’s gross!

Nurse: (giving me a funny look) Well, yeah. Did you not have this done last cycle?

Me: I’m a first timer for any sort of drug!

Nurse: (looking at my chart) Yes, you are. We have to do an ultrasound before each round of medicine to make sure your ovaries are healthy enough.

Me: Oh. In that case, can I use the restroom?

Then I proceeded to walk in circles while trying to find the bathroom … which was RIGHT BESIDE my room. Bless the nurse for finally taking pity on me and gently pointing me in the right direction.

I know I’m just another patient and doctors see this stuff all the time, but sheesh. A little warning would have been nice. I’m glad my blood pressure was fine the first time around. Because if it needed to be re-checked I highly doubt the numbers would have gotten better. HA!

After all of that, I walked away with five 50 mg tablets to be taken on CD 3-7. I’m scheduled to go back bright and early next Friday to see what kind of action is happening in the follicle department. Grow little follies, grow! But don’t overstimulate, Ms. Ovary. 😉


As a side to note to all of this, we finally found our first home and are under contract. It’s an adorable three bedroom, two bath house on an acre of land just across the border in Pennsylvania. It all happened so quickly that I’m having a difficult time believing it’s actually real.

After backing out on our first offer several weeks ago, we took a break from looking. We didn’t talk to the realtor. We didn’t look at any online sites or real estate magazines. Last Wednesday, I got the urge to see what was out there. I went through my usual routine of checking our current city and all surrounding ones.

Low and behold, there was the house. It had been on the market 51 days. When I saw all it had to offer and the price (below our budget!), I couldn’t believe no one had gobbled it up.

I knew I needed to see this house. Our realtor at the time was not licensed in PA, but I at least wanted to tell her this was the route we wanted to go as a professional courtesy. I even asked if she could refer us to someone within her company. In hindsight that may not have been the best option (maybe more like a slap in the face to her :-/), but I did what felt right at the time.

Anyway, it just didn’t work out to wait on the referrals from her. By mid-day Friday my gut was screaming to make a move, to call another realtor within the company listing the house. So I did.

Thank goodness, too! Our new realtor was showing the house Friday morning and could fit us in Saturday afternoon. When we got to the property Saturday we were told someone else had made an offer, but the seller felt it was low and would be accepting others until Monday.

I’d already made up my mind that this was our house. I just needed to let Randy do his thing (inspect everything, run numbers, and ask questions). In the end, we made an offer on Sunday and were under contract by Tuesday. I wasn’t even nervous during the wait. You know why? Because the new realtor exuded confidence and was very aggressive. I loved that!

When I told my co-workers, one even said, “It’s about time something went right for you guys!” And that got me thinking … could this be the catalyst? Are the planets finally starting to align? We outgrew our house long ago and there was absolutely no way we could bring a baby into it. Even though our hearts were ready, there literally wasn’t enough room in our current home. In several months there will be room in our hearts AND home. Sounds like good timing to me! I just hope baby agrees. 😉


3 thoughts on “Modesty? What’s that?

  1. I really hope this is your catalyst! Where in PA are you going to be? We’re about an hour from Philly outside of AC. Wishing you the best for your cycle!

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