I thought I’d so something a little different than the end of the year roundup this time around and get personal.
2015 has been good to me in a lot of ways but there has been one giant monster tearing it to shreds and making it a living nightmare for me: My health.
It started almost a year and a half ago when I began to feel off. I was tired and barely had to energy to get out of bed most days, I was always cold and developed an unsatisfiable craving for ice and (sorry if this is TMI) my monthly visit was now two months late. I went to the doctor and after my first round of blood test, it was classified as just anemia and I was told that iron pills should do the trick. Simple enough, right?
After about two weeks of taking iron, I started to feel like myself again and my cycle seemed to be back on track. So I thought.
When my cycle came around, it lasted for 4 whole months with no end in site. I went to my primary and she said there was nothing she could do, so she recommended me to a specialist that wouldn’t see me for another 2 months. That left me on my own to try and find one that would be able to see me. Eighteen phone calls later, I was in touch with a doctor that felt sorry enough to see me but when I did see her, she was 8 months pregnant and said she could do nothing for me until I ran additional test. By the time I got the test done, she was on maternity leave and I was left with no answers. It was frustrating.
By this time, I was severely anemic and no amount of emergency room visits or iron pills would help. Eventually I did get around to seeing two other specialist who both told me they had no clue what to do for me. One of them prescribed me something to halt the cycle and it worked for about three months and the problem returned. On top of other things.
Now, I can’t even explain to you how heartbreaking it is to be dealing with this kind of issue and have your husband enthusiastically exclaim one night at the dinner table that he wants to have a baby. After an all nighter of sobbing, cuddling and talking, we decided to see a fertility specialist. Surely they would know what to do! Well, we are hoping.
If you were wondering why blog post have been few and far in-between, it is because I have been busy getting blood test and screenings out the wahzoo. There is still no clear explanation as to why this is happening but I feel completely confident in my care team to figure this out. We’re focusing more on my overall well-being than the prospects of a baby, so no little ones yet but we’re hoping that I can get back to normal soon so that, just maybe, around this time next year we’ll be announcing something a little more joyful.
I thank you all for reading and your encouragement this year on my ventures. 2016 will greet me with surgery but I have a feeling that this year will supply me with more comfort and happiness than I could ever imagine.
I wish you all a Happy New Year!