tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66323598889976342882024-02-21T23:28:50.079-08:00My Journey to ConceptionA Woman's Battle Against InfertilityLady Bughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11495664149402805559noreply@blogger.comBlogger37125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6632359888997634288.post-77454306509379675242012-08-27T01:23:00.000-07:002012-08-28T22:22:26.468-07:00Escape to Bahrain<br />
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">Hello everyone, I'm back!</span><br />
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">It’s been a while since I
came back from Bahrain
but I haven’t posted anything yet for I’ve been too busy since I came back that I
can’t find enough time to write.</span><br />
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">I wasn’t able to visit the
places that I initially intended to but I did have lots of fun with the company
of friends. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This vacation actually became
more like of a Road Trip rather than the Outdoor Adventure that I have visualized. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Well, no surprise to that for Sir
Big and I do love to travel in our car and the long drive is actually one of our
bonding moments.</span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">We started the ride early
in the morning and here’s a shot I’ve taken while we were crossing the border:</span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Road to Bahrain</td></tr>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">We spent most of our time
visiting friends and took advantage of the opportunity of having to see a movie
in a big screen. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I was actually
expecting that we get to watch “The Bourne Legacy” but unfortunately, it isn’t showing yet in Bahrain so we proceed onto watching “The Expendables 2” which we also have enjoyed watching.</span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">However, Sir Bug and I
weren’t able to feed our thirst for alcohol since the trip’s timing was within
the Holy Month of Ramadan and most of the clubs and other night spots were closed
at that time.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Nonetheless, we were able
to satisfy our cravings for pork.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Yeah,
we did pigged-out on pork out there.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Yum!</span></div>
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picture-savvy I went on taking photos of the road and different sites that awe
me. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Even this car wasn’t spared.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I feel like a stalker.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Lol!</span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">And what’s the biggest
deal in this trip? <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Well, apart from the fact we were able to
get a decent hotel room for a fairly good price, the hospitality that we
received from friends did played a major role in saving our pockets from being drained. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Awesome isn’t it?</span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">I wish I could share everything
one by one but I don’t have much time to write it all. </span><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"></span>I need to go back working. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Bye for now!</span></div>
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Lady Bughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11495664149402805559noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6632359888997634288.post-47746469420437758112012-08-14T23:59:00.000-07:002012-08-15T00:16:26.987-07:00Taking My Mind Off Away from TTC<br />
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">One (1) more day at work and
I am officially on a Week-long Holiday. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I just can’t wait to have a grab of those
outdoor activities and visit those ancient, cultural, historical and other
tourist and action spots in Bahrain. Will also take time to,
once again, experience the night life with which we have been deprived of here.
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I think this trip will definitely help in
taking my mind off away from Trying to Conceive (TTC).<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I am extremely excited.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><br />
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Lady Bughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11495664149402805559noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6632359888997634288.post-55438590602209645372012-08-13T00:09:00.002-07:002012-08-25T23:42:27.549-07:00Fingers Crossed for the 2nd Clomid Cycle<br />
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">After
having been experienced the ecstasy of finally getting to see a BFP and
suddenly been snatched out of it is really heartbreaking.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I actually don’t know where and how to begin.
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I
was really out of words…</span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">But
not for so long for I came to realize that there is no use crying over spilt
milk. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The past cannot be undone and it
would be so much better if we focus more of our energies to today so that we
can have a favorable tomorrow.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We can always start anew, right?</span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">So
since I’ve started spotting on CD36, I went in to the clinic and requested for
some blood works to be done. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I just
figured out that if I am about to begin my 2<sup>nd</sup> Clomid Cycle, I might
as well have that piece of mind that I am indeed safe to take the pill.</span></div>
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and the bleeding started bringing so much pain with her. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Oh it really sucks to have Endo! Anyhows, I obtained the results from the Lab
that very same day. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And what do I expect
apart from a BFN?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Isn’t it obvious specially
that I am already bleeding?</span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">Alas!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Stop bi+#*ing out lady. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You have to calm down remember?</span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">It
was a good thing that I was trained in my previous jobs to have control over my
own emotions. Not an easy job though but
it surely helps when I want to get myself motivated. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>A big thanks to Napoleon Hill and all his
writings.</span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">Today
is CD8 of my 2<sup>nd</sup> Clomid Cycle and I am finally done taking the
pills. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I hope it’ll work for me this
time.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I would definitely need all the
tricks and prayers I can get. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Lol, I’m
keeping my fingers crossed!</span></div>
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Lady Bughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11495664149402805559noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6632359888997634288.post-9579370652297291952012-08-05T05:01:00.002-07:002012-08-12T23:17:22.361-07:00Of Uncertainty, Joy, Fear, Trust, Love and Faith<br />
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">Today is Cycle Day (CD) No. 36 and I
am so confused, frustrated and scared to death!</span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">I normally have a 28-30 Day
Cycle and a Lutheal Phase (LH) of 13 and yesterday, since it was CD35, I caved
in and peed on a stick. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I prepared my
heart to be crushed again but hope was just around the corner when a line, not
so dark though, showed up in an instant. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I couldn’t believe what I saw but I can’t help
myself but cling in to that little window of hope. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Could I really be pregnant?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>What If?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>But why is the bottom part of the line darker than its upper part? <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Hence, they say that a line is still a line
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">My heart went pumping really
early fast this morning when I get to learn that my temperature just dropped.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Since it was still above the coverline, I
just ignored it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>However, when I went to
pee on the two (2) different sticks that I have at home, my heart was, once
again, broken when they showed two (2) different results.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They don’t seem to agree with each other because
one (1) stick gave me a BFP while the other came up with a Big Fat Negative
(BFN). <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>What the???<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This doesn’t seem so good…</span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">Then, I felt like my heart
has been beaten to death when, an hour later, I saw a tinged of pale brown color
in the tissue after I have wiped it. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I
felt so distressed that after having been upped with all those hopes, something
immediately snatched it away from me and now, I am faced with a thought of an Ectopic
Pregnancy or an Early Miscarriage? <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This
is so devastating!</span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">I couldn’t help but feel
sad. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I wanted to cry.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I wanted to freak out. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But you know what?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I think I’ve heard a small voice telling me
that I must act and feel that way for I am so loved by my God and that He
surely knows what He is doing and has planned everything according to His time.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I just need to put my trust in Him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I just have to…</span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">“Fear not and lift
everything up to Him!” <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>That’s what my mom told me when she learned
about the bad news. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Don’t worry my
dear, He will take care of everything. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Just
be patient.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It’ll come to you.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">I don’t know but upon
hearing her words, I felt much better. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Thanks
Mom.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You really are the best. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I love you so much!</span><br />
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">Aunt Flow (AF) is supposed
to be due today and I actually do not know what to feel. Part of me says that I might be out for this
month but a bigger part of me stays optimistic that July may definitely be my
month.</span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">So the Curious &
Impatient Me stroke back when I’ve learned last night that I still have one (1)
stick left in our Medicine Cabinet and I wasted no time and peed on it this morning at around 4:15 AM and behold, it
was a negative. My heart was initially
crushed but I managed to convince myself that it might still be too early for
testing. </span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">What positive thinking I
got here ei?!?</span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">Anyhows, my mood was
suddenly on when I entered my Basal Body Temperature (BBT) for this morning in
my Fertility Friend Chart. Well, the application might have finally
agreed with me with regards to my Ovulation Date – Cycle Day (CD) No. 18. Not quite exact but at least it is quite close
to my projection which is CD17 which means that I am currently somewhere around
12 Days Past Ovulation (DPO). It really felt good thinking that I am on track and I did something right.</span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">Twelve (12) DPO and still
with a Big Fat Negative (BFN)???</span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">My BBT is continuously been
rising but everything seems to be blurry and I just hope that AF will stay out
of the way.</span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">Fingers crossed!</span><br />
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">Today’s Cycle Day (CD) No.
23 and if my calculations are right, I am currently 6 Days Past Ovulation
(DPO). So far, the following were the only
notable changes that I’ve experienced in this cycle:</span></div>
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<b>Frequent
Headaches.</b><span style="font-weight: normal;"> I don’t get to experience this much
before but it seems like Mr. Headache is much in touch with me during this
cycle.</span></div>
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<b>Migraines</b>.<span style="font-weight: normal;"> I used
to not know how to distinguish migraine from headache but this cycle was
indeed helpful and partly educational that I get to learn the difference
between the two.</span></div>
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<b>Always
Hungry.</b><span style="font-weight: normal;">
Nothing surprising because I always am only this time, I am extra
hungry.</span></div>
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<b>Very Crampy.</b><span style="font-weight: normal;"> I
almost have forgotten her because she haven’t paid me a visit for quite some
time now but I think Ms. Cramps had missed me so much that she came in
early in this cycle and had never left me since then. She was strongly hitting me from the
pelvic area then down to my hips and legs for a few days in a row now.</span></div>
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<b>Backaches.</b><span style="font-weight: normal;"> My back
has been killing me like I just carried tons and tons of loads in it.</span></div>
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<b>Fatigue</b>.<span style="font-weight: normal;"> I
suddenly became extremely tired of doing nothing. Crazy!</span></div>
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<b>Bloated.</b><span style="font-weight: normal;"> Nothing
new but it seems to be exaggerating itself during this month.</span></div>
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<b>So So Gassy.</b><span style="font-weight: normal;"> I feel
like wanting to burp and fart most of the time.</span></div>
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<b>Very Thirsty.</b><span style="font-weight: normal;"> This is
not me. I barely drink 8 glasses of
water a day but this cycle, I’ve been drinking an average of 1.5 Liters a
day. My throat seems to feel so dry
nowadays that I always get to sneak into drinking and taking a sip. I’m currently in Saudi Arabia
where the majority is currently on fast because of the Ramadan Season and
it is a big no no for Non-Muslims like me to eat and drink while they are
around.</span></div>
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<b>Frequent
Urination.</b><span style="font-weight: normal;"> Since I’ve been drinking too much, it
goes to follow that I also pee a lot. Lol!</span></div>
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<b>Not So
Usual Abdominal Pain.</b><span style="font-weight: normal;"> Yeah, I get to have an overstated abdominal
pain before, during and after ovulation. Very notable ones just took place
yesterday where I am at CD22 and 5DPO.</span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">I know and I’ve told myself
not to obsess much but I can’t help it. I am of so much hope that I won’t have to take
Clomid in the coming months. But this
Two Week Wait is driving me crazy. Symptoms
that I have are also symptoms of Aunt Flow’s (AF’s) impending visit. I feel so distressed! </span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">I cannot help but stress myself
as when am I supposed to ovulate. I’ve
been peeing on a stick since Cycle Day (CD) No. 9 and yet, the test lines seem
to be so faint that it worries me if I am to ovulate this cycle or not. I know that my body would respond a lot better
if I am relaxed but things are indeed easier said than done.</span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">Luckily, I didn’t get to
have much of the talked-about side effects of Clomid. It’s just that I am more consumed in having to
succeed conceiving within this cycle. I really
hope that my body will respond well with the pill and that I need not take it
further.</span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">In my desire to
successfully be able to conceive within this cycle, I tried, for the first,
charting my temperature and utilizing an Ovulation Predictor Kit (OPK). Frankly, I kinda’ like the idea of doing both
but the inconvenience of having to find the right OPKs here in Saudi and its
cost is a pain in the ass. I tried
ordering it online along with those sperm-friendly lubricants but,
unfortunately, both EBay and Amazon doesn’t ship it to my location. So I guessed I have to be contented on what
is available here and be more creative.</span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">But God is good. He make things happen even if it is not exactly
the way we expected them to be. I might not
have been able to find Clear Blue here but at least I still was able to find
some which also serves the same purpose – Ovu-Sure and Femtest.</span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">Ovu-Sure comes in six
cassettes while Femtest comes in five. I
used Ovu-Sure from CD9-14 and Femtest from CD15-17. And since it was my first time to use such, I
struggled in interpreting the results. It’s
a good thing that there’s a number of support communities online who had helped
me with it.</span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">I’ve uploaded a photo of
the OPKs that I had from CD15-17 and most of the ladies out there agreed that I
did have a positive on the CD16 which means that I am most likely to ovulate on
CD17. Now, what bothered me upon
learning this is if I was able to catch the window? I hope I did…</span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">Today’s CD18 and while
writing this, I just felt a short sharp shooting pain on my right which brings
me hope. Oh Lord, I lift everything up
to you. Please take control. Amen.</span><br />
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<span style="font-weight: normal;"> It was 01-July-2012 when,
after three months of a no show, I finally get to be visited by Aunt Flow (AF)
and never had I thought that I’ll be that thrilled to see her. At last, I am, once again, back in the track
and is all set to board the Trying to Conceive (TTC) Train and continue with my
journey.</span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">Though AF always comes with
those awful pains, they are now less likely than my previous periods. Surprisingly, I didn’t get to experience
spotting prior to and after her four-day visit.
Yes, her visit lasted only for four days which is so much shorter than
she used to.</span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">She came in late in the
morning while I was at work and I immediately ran to the Appointment Desk to be
able to have an appointment with Dr. ANB the next day. Unfortunately, I cannot be squeezed in for
all the slots have already been filled up but was recommended that I walk in if
it was really that urgent. Of course, it
was really an urgent matter for me for I need to be seen on my Cycle Day (CD)
No. 2. I need to start the treatment as
soon as possible for I am running out of time!</span></div>
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<b>Persistence Overcomes Resistance!</b></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">So I actually did win the
battle and was seen by Dr. FY, who covered for Dr. ANB. The consultation went smoothly and it was
indeed enlightening. Like what I have
mentioned in my old post, she was actually pushing for an In-Vitro
Fertilization (IVF) due to my age but after weighing all the options, we both
decided that I initially undergo an Induced Fertilization Process through
Clomid. Well, as far as I can remember,
that was Dr. ANB’s plan…</span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">I was told to take three
rounds of the said pill beginning of CD2 of the current cycle and should supposedly
be seen again on CD12 of the same cycle for monitoring. Unfortunately, the available schedules don’t
match so she decided to only see me again after three months. But before parting our ways, Dr. FY stressed
out that should I be experiencing a very bad abdominal cramping and nausea
during Ovulation Time, I must have myself admitted to the Emergency Room (ER)
and need not worry much for Clomid will make my body produced more mature eggs.
I was, somehow, pleased with the idea
but still worried for I will go forth with the treatment for the next three
months unmonitored.</span></div>
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<b>Of Taking Things More Seriously</b></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">I finished my first round
of Clomid on CD6 and according to the Clomid Ovulation Calculator which I found
online, I should start using Ovulation Predictor Kits (OPKs) on CD9 and I am
most likely to ovulate in between CD11 to CD16 which brings me more hope and
extreme excitement.</span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">Also, I have started charting
my Basal Body Temperature (BBT) this cycle and although I only began taking my
temps on CD4, I think I get to like doing so. In fact, I even regret not doing it earlier.</span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">I also learned that Clomid
dries up one’s Cervical Mucus (CM) and thins the uterus – one thing that is
quite alarming but can easily be reversed by taking Robitussin or any form of </span><span style="font-weight: normal;">Guaifenesin and by Baby
Aspirins. To this, I forced Sir Bug into
buying me a Robitussin and some Baby Aspirins. This is it; I am now taking things more
seriously. I must conceive!</span></div>
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<b>The Waiting Game</b></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">Since
the Clomid Ovulation Calculator that I’ve found online indicated that I can
start testing on OPKs in as early as CD9, I wasted no time and did so. Unluckily, the test came out to be
negative. I guessed it was too early to
test and decided to continue testing until I get that positive.</span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">Today
is CD16 and I still haven’t had a positive yet.
Though the lines are getting darker now, I can’t help but be worried and
be frustrated.</span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">Adding
to all these uncertainties, my chart showed a temperature drop from 36.4</span><span class="st"><span style="font-weight: normal;">°C</span> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;">on CD10 to 36.1</span><span class="st"><span style="font-weight: normal;">°C on CD11 and then back to </span></span><span style="font-weight: normal;">36.4</span><span class="st"><span style="font-weight: normal;">°C on CD12-14. Did I ovulate on CD11? How come I am not getting any positives on my
OPKs? Did I miss the window? Or I really haven’t ovulated yet?</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">Hello ladies, I’m back! It’s been quite a while and I sure am been
missing a lot out here. How’s everyone
doing?</span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">I actually don’t know where
to start as far as my journey is concerned but I am definitely am glad to learn
that a number of my sisters out here have already achieved their much-awaited
BFP’s and pray that you ladies will continue to do well in your pregnancies. Can’t help but feel emotional on this matter not
because of jealousy but because of joy that all your prayers, efforts and
waiting have finally paid off.</span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">As for me, a lot of things have
taken place these past few months and I just wish I can detail things out.</span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">I had my second and last
shot of Lupron Depot on 26-March-2012. I
know that I’ve told you guys that I am supposed to have three but I missed my
last shot because Sir Bug and I went out on a month-long vacation and can’t
find a local pharmacy that will sell me one. Anyhows, I didn’t get to experience many side
effects on it except for the mild hot flashes and I didn’t get to have my
period for three months. Yeah right, I
get to miss those terrible cramps and other sufferings brought about by Aunt
Flow’s monthly visit for three months. </span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">I went back working on
26-May-2012 and had my follow-up check on 28-May-2012 but since Dr. ANB needs
to attend to an urgent matter, it was Dr. AMS who covered for him. I told her that I missed my last Lupron Depot
Shot and she came back telling me that I need to take it at once and that I still
have three more doses of it to be administered for the next three months wherein I disagreed for Sir
Bug and I have taken a break from </span><span style="font-weight: normal;">Trying to Conceive (TTC) </span><span style="font-weight: normal;"> for quite some time now and eagerly
wishes to continue up with it since it’s already been almost six months past my
surgery. She then phoned Dr. ANB for his
opinion and recommendations and I ended up to having scheduled for a Pelvic Ultrasound
and a follow-up appointment on Cycle Day (CD) 2. As per Dr. ANB, I shall be put on Clomid starting from CD
2 to CD 6 once I get to have my period. That,
somehow, gave me a bit of a relief but was suddenly snatched out of it when my conversation
with Dr. AMS went on to telling me how difficult would it be for someone
like me with Endometriosis to conceive and that the only chance that I have is through
In-Vitro Fertilization (IVF) wherein I have to stand in a long queue in order for me to get through if I
wanted it to be done in our hospital. Otherwise, it would be better to
have it done somewhere else where I will get to spend such huge amount of money. </span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">Is she kidding me? I can’t believe her. Never had I thought that a specialist like
her would have talk to a patient like me in that matter. I know that reality sucks but I’m pretty sure
that neither Dr. HM nor Dr. ANB would speak to me that way. The two has always been positive and certain on
which approach and treatment would suit their patients best. However, I just let it pass me by and convinced
myself that unlike the average and less skilled persons, the more skilled people
focuses on possibilities and finding ways on how to do things rather than
focusing on the problem itself.</span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">Days have passed and I
continued to bloat and been mistakenly been suspected by a lot of people to be
pregnant. Well, I think it’s a
compliment and I’ve enjoyed it. But
reality bites, I still am not pregnant!</span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">It was 01-July-2012 when I,
once again, felt that horrible cramps and AF came gushing like she was on a
rush. Oddly, I was glad. I never imagined that there will be a time
that AF will be mostly welcome and that I will be that excited to have her in. I then ran to the hospital to get an appointment but
unfortunately, the schedule was full and I was instructed to just walk-in the
next day which I did!</span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">Dr. ANB was again out at
that time and it was Dr. FY who came to attend to me. As usual, she went through my history and read
me my Hysterosalpingogram (HSG) and Pelvic Ultrasound Findings which says:</span></div>
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<b>Hysterosalpingogram</b></div>
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<u><span style="font-weight: normal;">Findings:</span></u></div>
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<i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Hysterosalpingogram
under fluoroscopy screen after injection of water soluble contrast through the
cervical canal.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Normal smooth filling of the uterine cavity. No evidence of uterine filling defect is
seen. Normal smooth filling of the right
fallopian tube with good spillage and peritoneal smearing. The left fallopian tube shows normal caliber
with smooth filling till its fimbral end where there is saccular dilation at
its fimbrial end with no spillage seen during the delayed peritoneal smearing. Features are suggestive of left peritubal
adhesion.</span></i></div>
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<u><span style="font-weight: normal;">Impression:</span></u></div>
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<i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Patent
right tube.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Left
tubal distal obstruction with suggested peritubal adhesion.</span></i></div>
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<b>Pelvic Ultrasound</b></div>
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<u><span style="font-weight: normal;">Clinical
History:</span></u></div>
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<i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Primary
Infertility with history of endometriosis operated, for followup.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Anteverted
normal-sized uterus measuring 8.0 x 4.0 x 5.1 cm.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Endometrium
is central and not thickened measuring 1.0 cm.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-weight: normal;">No
mass lesion is seen in the myometrium.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-weight: normal;">No
free fluid is seen in the posterior cul-de-sac.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Right
ovary measures 2.5 x 1. x 3.4 cm with volume of 7.7 ml. It shows a follicle measuring 1.6 x 1.5 cm.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Left
ovary measures 2.9 x 2.0 x 2.9 cm with volume of 9.4 ml. A small cyst measuring 1.0 x 0.9 cm is seen in
the left ovary with low-level internal echoes could represent a small
hemorrhagic cyst.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Anteverted
normal-sized uterus with endometrial thickness of 1.0 cm. Both ovaries are normal in size, shape and
echotexture with a developing follicle in the right ovary and small probably
hemorrhagic cyst in the left ovary. For
clinical correlation.</span></i></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">For a while, I thought the
world would fall over me. I waited for
six months now to TTC again and having to receive the bad news of having
another cyst on your left ovary is a little bit over my comprehension! But then, I was glad that Dr. FY was quick enough to
pick my reaction up when she told me to lie down for she will perform and
On-the-Spot Abdominal Scan. I went on so
willingly and all my worries disappeared in a second when she broke the silence when she exclaimed “There
is no cyst!”.</span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">Then we continue to talk more while she explained her view and reasons for recommending an IVF. This time, I didn’t feel that gut feelings
that I had when I was with Dr. AMS. She
explained things so thoroughly that I can feel her concern. Nonetheless, she might have said things so nicely and she was
indeed convincing, I still asked for other options and we came to agree on having to be under an Induced Ovulation through Clomid for three months. I was instructed to take it from CDs 2-6 and she would
want me to come back on CD 12 to have my hormones checked. Unfortunately, the Appointment Desk can’t
squeeze me in and she just decided to drop the blood works and let her see me after three months.</span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">Though I am pleaesd with the
overall outcome of this check-up, I still can’t help myself but to be sad for it seems that
I am, once again, being left out in the wild on my own. I will have to go through this three-month battle without being monitored. </span><br />
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">Well, what can I do? At least I see hope came peeking through that small
window… What else can I ask for?</span><br />
<br /></div>Lady Bughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11495664149402805559noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6632359888997634288.post-79906405368748814272012-03-17T06:34:00.004-07:002012-03-17T06:53:15.326-07:00I Hate You Endo!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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Just when I was about to blow the good news of my period being finally late, there goes Aunt Flow's (AF's) treacherous attack and spoiled all the fun!<br />
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I thought I will finally get to miss the agony of her visit. I was under the impression that one will get to stop having their periods while on Lupron. But I guess I was wrong. I've expected much. I became thrilled with the thought of finally being spared from the pain. I am so wrong!<br />
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It was late Thursday afternoon when I've started cramping. Though part of me says that AF will be striking any minute, I was in denial and really hoped that, this time, she will never get to show her ugly face.<br />
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Well, what do you know? My instincts were right!<br />
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It was only after a few hours when she hit me. Only this time, she stroke back full of vengeance. I was cramping and bleeding really bad. So bad that I almost can't get myself out of bed. I was crying so hard that Sir Bug almost fell down to his knees not knowing what to do and how to ease my pain. I feel so guilty seeing him so helpless. Yet, I am in great pain that I cannot stop myself from crying...<br />
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I kept on praying to God that He ease all my pain and permanently take it away so that I don't have to through it anymore. The pains that I've had after the surgery were more bearable than this one. This was definitely one of the worst period I ever had. Oh Endo, how I hate you!<br />
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</brk>Lady Bughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11495664149402805559noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6632359888997634288.post-85999745028713718622012-03-13T09:16:00.006-07:002012-03-13T09:22:33.786-07:00Another Evap Line???<div><br />
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Look, I know that one stops getting their period while on Lupron and that it shuts down the body's reproductive hormone system but I just can't stop the urge of testing since I still have a Home Pregnancy Test (HPT) at hand. Funny though but I did it last night and guess what? The Impatient Me stroke back again...</div><div><br />
</div><div>I don't know why but when I felt the need to go to the toilet last night, I just thought of grabbing the last piece of HPTs that I have in the Medicine Cabinet and immediately peed on it. Of course, after instantly seeing the first well-defined line and not seeing a second line, I, once again, immediately set it aside and cleaned myself up. <br />
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Well, what do I expect since I just had my first shot of Lupron last February 27?</div><div><br />
</div><div>However, the Curious and Stubborn Me went to check the said HPT this morning and "wallah", another faint line???</div><div><br />
</div><div>And what is the meaning of this? c",)</div><div><br />
</div><div>Anyways, I just thought that it would be nice if I keep a memento of it. Who knows???<br />
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</div>Lady Bughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11495664149402805559noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6632359888997634288.post-86292178561553446412012-02-29T01:30:00.006-08:002012-03-01T02:01:09.761-08:00From the Post-Op Onwards<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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Hello Blogesphere, I'm back!<br />
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How's everyone? Did you guys miss me? 'Cause I did miss you all...<br />
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So, I really did miss out on a lot of things here ei???<br />
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Well, as for me and my journey, there's been too many things that have taken place since my last update and I can't think of a better way than to enumerate them all just to keep you guys updated and here they go...<br />
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<i><b>08-Jan-2012</b></i><span style="font-weight: normal;">. I was woken up at 6:00 AM by one of the nurses to remove the IV Fluid attached. It still wasn’t easy to move around yet but I was advised to try walking around to wake my system up for they still might be on sleep due to the anesthesia. At 11:00 AM, they finally freed me from the Catheter.</span><b><i> </i></b><br />
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<b><i>09-Jan-2012</i></b><span style="font-weight: normal;">. Been spotting for the past two days and I’m glad that the red flag gave me a break this time. I was still in pain but it was tolerable. Planned to do a little walking but I haven’t been gone far enough from my room when I met Dr. SAA and her team down the hallway and was asked to go back to my room for they will have to check me up first. I went back so willingly and the team checked my wounds and asked one of their members to clean and change the dressing. After a few interrogations and exchange of words, they then decided that I am now free and ready to be discharged. So, I immediately grabbed my mobile phone to inform Sir Bug about the discharge and the need for him to pick me up. It was a good thing that one of my colleagues has gifted me with a red cotton dress which I changed into as soon as I got myself out of the patient gown and wore while on my way back home. </span><b><i> </i></b><br />
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<b><i>10-Jan-2012</i></b><span style="font-weight: normal;">. Bled once again. Though it was light, it did freaked me out specially that I am, at that time, already at home where no nurse can be called up for help. Is this normal or what???</span><b><i> </i></b><br />
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<b><i>11-Jan-2012</i></b><span style="font-weight: normal;">. The bleeding went from light to medium and it really was freaking me out. Talked to my mom over Skype and asked her to ask my aunt who works in a hospital to ask their OB Gyne Consultant if what was I experiencing that time was normal or not. Thank God, they said that there was no need to worry for what I was experiencing was just normal.</span><br />
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<b><i>12-Jan-2012</i></b><span style="font-weight: normal;">. Now, the bleeding went from medium to heavy and it was, indeed, painful. Is this AF or what??? Ooopps, by the way, for the first time after my surgery, I pooped!</span><b><i> </i></b><br />
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<b><i>13-Jan-2012</i></b><span style="font-weight: normal;">. The flow went down from heavy to medium. I did a little research on the net and learned from one doctor that Aunt Flow (AF) is possible if you've ovulated prior to having the surgery performed.</span><b><i> </i></b><br />
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<b><i>14-Jan-2012</i></b><span style="font-weight: normal;">. The flow finally went down to light and hoped that it will finally go away.</span><b><i> </i></b><br />
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<b><i>15-Jan-2012</i></b><span style="font-weight: normal;">. No more flow but only spotting. Yay!</span><b><i> </i></b><br />
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<b><i>16-Jan-2012</i></b><span style="font-weight: normal;">. I’m finally free from flow and spotting. Still wasn’t easy to move around though…</span><b><i> </i></b><br />
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<b><i>18-Jan-2012</i></b><span style="font-weight: normal;">. The spotting stroke back.</span><b><i> </i></b><br />
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<b><i>19-Jan-2012</i></b><span style="font-weight: normal;">. Still spotting…</span><b><i> </i></b><br />
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<b><i>20-Jan-2012</i></b><span style="font-weight: normal;">. No more spotting. I feel like as though I am trapped in Big Brother’s House. I am, at that time, missing the outside world…</span><b><i> </i></b><br />
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<b><i>21-Jan-2012</i></b><span style="font-weight: normal;">. This is it, I finally was able to see the outside world. Had a 5:30 PM Follow-Up Check-Up with the doc. Sir Bug picked me up at 4:00 PM and we went straight to our office to meet with my boss. I am feeling a lot better and can now move around more freely. Learned from my boss that I was granted a 28-Day Sick Leave beginning from the Date of Admission. I was on the 16<sup>th</sup> Day and is feeling really bored at home. As for the check-up, I didn’t get to see Dr. ANB but another doctor instead. There was nothing significant derived from that visit.</span><b><i> </i></b><br />
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<b><i>23-Jan-2012</i></b><span style="font-weight: normal;">. Had another round of Follow-Up Check-up at 9:30 AM but went on early because of hubby’s schedule. I was dropped off in the office at around 7:30 AM and stayed in there for a while. Since I’ve been feeling like I’m a prisoner at my own home, my boss and I gave Dr. ANB a call to ask if it’s possible that I return back to work without consuming the whole 28 days of it. As per hospital’s policy and Dr. ANB’s stand, 28 days is the standard number of Sick Leaves that must be granted for my kind of procedure and he cannot recommend something shorter than that. However, he added up that it is up to me if I feel that I am strong and fit enough to return for work. To double check things up, we called the Human Resources (HR) Department and inquired about the possibility. Luckily, they said it’s possible! Strange though… But I am happy and really did plan to come back for work on the 21<sup>st</sup> Day. I don’t want to consume my whole 30 Days Sick Leave Allotment in one blow and during the first month of the year. Most importantly, I plan to file for an Annual Vacation two (2) weeks after my return. Need to cool things up you know??? As for the Follow-Up Check-Up, I’ve learned for the first time from Dr. Fatima that one of the reasons why Dr. ANB and Dr. RZ decided to push through with the Laparotomy was because the Endometrioma was too attached or close to the Endometrial Wall. We also talked about my Fallopian Tubes and its condition that prompted her to write a request for a <span class="tl">Hysterosalpingogram (HSG) which must be done right after my period. Yeah right, I hope the surgery didn’t mess up with my cycle!</span></span><b><i> </i></b><br />
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<b><i>25-Jan-2012</i></b><span style="font-weight: normal;">. It’s my 35<sup>th</sup> Birthday and I sure am so glad for all of God’s blessings. I hosted a small gathering at home for close friends and relatives. ‘Twas also a Thanksgiving Party for a Successful Surgery.</span><b><i> </i></b><br />
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<b><i>28-Jan-2012</i></b><span style="font-weight: normal;">. Returned back to work and just in time for the Monthly Reports. Not much moving needed but work is a little brain-draining…</span><b><i> </i></b><br />
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<b><i>10-Feb-2012</i></b><span style="font-weight: normal;">. Experienced Medium Bleeding. I guessed that was AF messing around with me and she's a week early! Still experienced some cramps but not as bad as it used to.</span><i><b> </b></i><br />
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<i><b>1</b><b>1-Feb-2012</b></i><span style="font-weight: normal;">. Woke up with lots of big rashes all over. The bleeding went on from medium to heavy. Working isn’t comfortable at this state so I have to rush myself to the Employee Health Clinic (EHC) and was diagnosed with an Acute Urticaria. Oh no!</span><b><i> </i></b><br />
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<b><i>12-Feb-2012</i></b><span style="font-weight: normal;">. The flow went down from heavy to medium. Still having those awful cramps.</span><br />
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<b><i>14-Feb-2012</i></b>. The bleeding is now down from medium to light and I felt a lot better now. In fact, I even managed to visit the mall and paid GNC Live Well Store and got myself a bottle of Dong Quai.<b><i> </i></b><br />
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<b><i>15-Feb-2012</i></b><span style="font-weight: normal;">. Started taking two (2) 565mg capsules of GNC Dong Quai twice a day. So far, I haven’t felt any violent reactions yet.</span><br />
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<b><i>16-Feb-2012</i></b>. Feeling a little heavy after taking the last dose of Dong Quai for the day. Felt like I wasn’t able to digest what I ate for dinner. Slept early.<b><i> </i></b><br />
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<b><i>17-Feb-2012</i></b>. Woke up at 12:00 MN due to urge of wanting to throw up. Been vomiting from that time onward ‘til 6:00 AM where there is nothing more to throw. Okay, I think I have to stop talking Dong Quai for a while. Was only able to sleep at 11:00 AM.<b><i> </i></b><br />
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<b><i>22-Feb-2012</i></b>. Scheduled for an HSG. Had to report an hour early for a Pregnancy Test which I am sure will turn out to be a negative. Took two (2) tablets of Advil an hour before my scheduled HSG but was administered with another round of Diclofenac Sulfate Tablet prior to the procedure. Ouch, thought I had myself prepared for this one but it still hurt! I was advised me not to worry if bleeding occurs in the next few days ‘cause it’s all normal… Their prediction is definitely right 'cause I bled right away and not just bled - I bled with clots.! Yeah right, with clots just like those that comes out during AF's visit! Oh, by the way, according to the doc, the right tube was blocked. What the?!?<b><i> </i></b><br />
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<b><i>27-Feb-2012</i></b>. Follow-Up Check-Up with Dr. ANB. He told me not to worry about the blockage because it was caused by the adhesions resulted from the surgery. He said that it’ll definitely work that way since the scars are still healing. I still have the other tube in tact anyways… I also asked him if I am now alright to try for a baby and he answered with a big “YES”. Haha, Sir Bug will be happy to hear about this! Then, he called the pharmacy and asked for the availability of Lupron. Lupron? Yeah, I had my first shot of Lupron Depot administered that day. Don’t know what’s going to happen next but since it’s free and Dr. ANB was a very credible one, I didn’t object to it. I will be on Lupron for the next two (2) months by the way…<br />
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</div><span style="font-weight: normal;">So I guess these were all it. I know I’ve written a lot and I hope you guys won’t be bored with me. I’ve been super busy these past days both with work and at home that I can’t even find time to log-in and check my Facebook Account. Today, I thank God for He has given me this freedom to check my blog and squeeze in some time to write an update before February ends. Also, I thank you all, especially you <a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/07267965587047367494" target="_blank">Jess</a> for keeping in touch. God bless us all in this journey!</span><br />
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<brk></brk>Lady Bughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11495664149402805559noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6632359888997634288.post-49197840224719556842012-01-22T02:17:00.000-08:002012-01-22T02:40:46.586-08:00The Moment of Truth<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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It was around 1:00 AM when I was wakened up by the pain where my cut was. So there it is, I guessed the anesthesia's finally wearing off... <br />
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Though moving around aggravates the pain, I still exerted some effort to reach out for the Nurse Call Button and asked for some help. Soon after, Nurse Sari came in for reinforcement. I told her about the pain and based on our assessment, the pain can easily be relieved by taking two 500 MG tablets of Acetaminophen which I did so willingly.<br />
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The meds must really be fast acting since I immediately fell asleep. <br />
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However, after two hours of sleep, I was, once again, this time, wakened up, by a higher degree of pain. Again, I grabbed the Nurse Call Button and Nurse Sari came in almost instantly. I told her that the pain is advancing in terms of degree and she gave me a shot of an Injectible Pain Reliever which I think was very effective since I fell asleep instantaneously.<br />
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The morning rays coming from the window woke me up at 7:00 AM. Just in time for breakfast...<br />
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Not long enough, two of my Co-Workers came to visit me in my room and joined me for breakfast. My appetite seems to have changed a bit since I was not able to consume a whole piece of the pancake served. Even though, I think their visit did helped as I was enjoying the meal and having fun...<br />
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It was around 8:00 AM when the two had to bid me goodbye since the Nurses and the Physicians just started their Morning Rounds to check the condition of each patient confined in their Respective Wards. Timely, as they are about to leave, the Nurse Manager and the other nurses came to me to check my vital signs which were still below the normal range. Then, Dr. RZ came in to check me and asked for a piece of paper. This is it, I finally will be able to learn what changes has actually taken place inside of me.<br />
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I must admit, I was hoping for some good news but I guessed things doesn't actually work exactly the way we wanted it to...<br />
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She began the conversation with the good news of learning that my Right Ovary is very much defined from the Endometrioma which means that I get to keep both of my ovaries. She also confirmed what I have overheard from the Nurses -- that a Laparoscopic Procedure was initially performed but, unfortunately, the cyst ruptured and they had to proceed to a Laparotomy. She told me that while doing so, they noticed some small fibroids in the uterus but it wasn't harmful so I need not worry about it. Also, they discovered that a small cyst is starting to develop near my Left Ovary but Dr. ANB decided not to touch it for they do not see it as a threat. Furthermore, it was also noticed that though my Left Tube is of a normal size, the Right Tube is enlarged and that another procedure, not necessarily invasive, must be performed after two months to check whether it is empty or blocked. Moreover, I was also told that they found and removed some adhesions located in the uterus and in the Left Pelvis.<br />
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On TTC matters, she told me that I still have to wait for another six months before I can get to try conceiving naturally. She added that if nothing happened after six months of trying, they might have to give me some Trigger Shots and lastly, recommend that I proceed to either an Intrauterine Insemination (IUI) or In Vitro Fertilization (IVF).<br />
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Dr. RZ might have noticed that I am a bit wearisome that she told me to concentrate first on getting well and we'll work on the other matters after two months. She gave me a lot of comforting words before she left me alone but honestly, I can't actually remember all those good words as I am, once again, hit by the not so good news that I just learned.<br />
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I tried my best to relax and not think about what I just learned but I really can't help it. Well, you can't blame me... After having been done with one problem, I am now faced with another issue!<br />
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Anyhows, I sure am glad and thankful that one problem has already been resolved without costing me some money. God really is good. I just need to trust Him. Let Him guide me through...<br />
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</brk>Lady Bughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11495664149402805559noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6632359888997634288.post-23921298717768266472012-01-11T03:51:00.000-08:002012-01-11T05:47:31.212-08:00The Post-Op<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br />
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After a few hours in the dark, I finally get to open my eyes and the first image to imprint my consciousness was Dr. RZ standing by at my right. Without wasting a second, I immediately spoke and held her at the hand and asked, "What happened Doctor?". She held me back, smiled and answered me with these words, "Later... I'll tell you everything you wanted to know!" Then I closed my eyes and felt as if my bed was being pushed and moved to another direction.<br />
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As I slowly am gaining my consciousness, I started to hear voices believed to be owned by two or three Female Nurses who seems to be talking and grasping their breath while pushing something...<br />
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"What did they do to this patient? What type of operation did they performed?"<br />
"They were initially performing a Laparoscopic Procedure but while on the process of doing so, the cyst ruptured and so they have to proceed to a Laparotomy to clean everything up."<br />
"I think they also have found and removed some adhesions located in the uterus and the pelvis..."<br />
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The moving feeling stopped and it was at that point when I gained almost 80-90% of my consciousness and one of the Female Nurses spoke to me to inform me that I will be transferred to the bed beside me and that they may need all the help and energy that I can give to successfully do so. I must admit, it wasn't that easy but I was able to move and flipped myself sidewards get myself to the other bed. Then, they fixed me up, checked my vital signs and asked, "How are you feeling? Any dizziness or a feeling of wanting to throw up?" I answered, "I feel hungry!" Then they laughed, fixed the IV Fluid attached to my left hand, told me that I am in a Catheter and that they will order food for me and they finally left the room.<br />
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I turned to look on my left and found some Co-Workers smiling at me and told me that they just wanted to check me out before they call it a day. I looked at the window and noticed that it was already dark outside and, out of curiosity, asked for the current time. I was told that it was already 6:00 PM and that it'll be better if i get some rest so they all bid me goodbye.<br />
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I tried to calm myself but since it was already clear prior to me coming to the Operating Room (OR) that Sir Bug will come to visit me soon after he got off from work, I cannot help but worry why he is still not around. And since my mobile phone is in my bag which is inside the cabinet, I crawled to get close to the land line phone and dial our home number to check if he's already at home. Unfortunately, according to our flatmate, he still wasn't home yet and that made me even worry more.<br />
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Nurse Sari came to check me out while she was followed by the Food Server whom she informed that I now can be put into a Regular Diet. Initially, I was served with a Regular Meal but after a few minutes, the Food Server came back and replaced it with a Soft Diet. It was at that point that I felt really hungry and grabbed the food. I think I consumed everything up in a matter of three minutes or so...<br />
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It was already 7:00 PM when Sir Bug finally came in. I gave him a hug and a kiss of course! He told me that he came straight to my room at around 5:00 PM but did not find me so he proceeded to the Female Ward Information Desk and was informed by one of the nurses that I am still in OR and advised him to come back after two hours which he did.<br />
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He showed me the flowers and the chocolates that was on the side table which my boss and colleagues has brought me. We talked for a while and then I remembered that my family way back home might be worried and might also been waiting for some good news so I asked the nurse for my tab for I need to give them a call.<br />
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The moment I received the tab, I immediately logged in to Skype and there, as expected, my brother was logged in hoping for some news to come right away. I made a videocall and was so happy to see both Mom & Dad who were also happy to learn that the surgery went on fine. We had like thirty minutes of talk while Sir Bug, on the other hand, is also engaged in a videocall with my Mom and Sister-In-Law to update them as well with the good news. It felt so good inside learning that there are a lot of people that has been praying for you. I am so blessed!<br />
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Nurse Sari, again, came to check my vital signs and while doing so, Sir Bug noticed that my blood pressure was kinda' low. James and the other Housekeeping Staff Members who also came to visit noticed that my pulse rate, as indicated in the monitor, is kinda' above the normal range so they asked me how am I feeling and I just told them I am fine!<br />
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The Visiting Hour is almost about to end and so Sir Bug and the others decided to go. I was, again, left alone in the Room with Nurse Sari who, for the Nth time, checked my vital signs before putting me into sleep. She turned the lights off and I closed my eyes...<br />
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</brk>Lady Bughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11495664149402805559noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6632359888997634288.post-55611954780122686492012-01-09T03:17:00.000-08:002012-01-09T05:17:14.910-08:00Surgery Finally Performed<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br />
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A blessed new year to all!<br />
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I know that my greetings might probably be too late but please allow me to wish each and every one of you to have a blessed 2012 and let the Year of the Dragon fill us all who wishes to conceive with the baby dusts that we all need.<br />
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Soon after Christmas, your Lady Bug here has been really busy with all the reports and work endorsements that must be met prior to 06-January-2012. Since the current year is about to end and the new year is a few days away, I have to work seriously on both the End-of-the-Month and End-of-the-Year Reports. Not to mention, I also need to train the new staff who shall take over my position while I am on a Sick Leave. As a result, I get to abandon the Bloggersphere for a while which I really felt guilty with.<br />
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Anyhows, unlike the long wait for 16-December-2011, 06-January-2012 arrived too soon that I haven't even realized that I need to pack my things up for I have to admitted by 10:59 AM. In fact, one of the Admission Nurses have to give me a call to confirm my appointment and to remind me to come before lunchtime.<br />
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Sir Bug and I arrived fifteen minutes late and everything seems to move in a fast pace until finally, I am left alone in the Patient Room where the long day begun. Nurses kept coming in and out of my room to monitor my vital signs and so were the Food Servers of which all the meals they brought in has satisfied my seems to be undying hunger.<br />
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It was at 10:00 PM when Nurse Sari came in and ask me to take a shower and change into the Patient Gown. She told me that it would be better to do it that night than do it early the next day wherein I am supposedly scheduled to have the operation at 9:00 AM. She also asked me to drink the tea for I shall not be allowed to have any of those solid foods nor a gulp of water beginning from 12:00 MN onwards.<br />
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I can't exactly remember how many times she made a trip to my room just to check my vital signs but it was at around 4:30 AM the next morning when she woke me up and gave me a chance to clean up before changing into the Operation Gown which I did so willingly. Then, she asked me to go back to sleep and bid me goodbye and good luck for she shall be out by 5:00 AM. She's so sweet!<br />
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Nonetheless, after a few hours, no progress seems to take place so I asked Bee, the The Day Nurse, if she have any idea as to what time will my surgery be. She told me honestly that she is actually clueless since my name is not in the list and that another patient is being monitored in the Intensive Care Unit (ICU) which might need the Operation Theater any time of that day. I felt so hungry and frustrated that I just slept it out.<br />
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It was at 1:30 PM when the Nurse Manager woke me up and told me that I am now to be brought to the Operating Room (OR). She told me that if there is anything that I need to do, I better do now and do it quickly. Without wasting time, I went to the toilet to peeh and immediately grab my tab to send Sir Bug a message telling him that I am now due for operation.<br />
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Everything went on too fast and before I even knew it, I was already in OR being interviewed by some familiar faces. The Anesthesiologist came to me and informed me that he is now about to sedate me before injecting something in the tubes attached to my left hand. Slowly, my eyes grew heavy and I don't know if I was dreaming or what but my last memory was seeing myself in another room with two or three staff in blue on my left, some unlighted plates above me and it seems like a group of people reached for my arms and tied them still. Then, everything was black...<br />
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</brk>Lady Bughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11495664149402805559noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6632359888997634288.post-35118437385227819382011-12-25T04:41:00.000-08:002011-12-25T21:29:44.105-08:00Merry Christmas!</brk><br />
December has really been a very hectic month for me. I was so busy here and there with this and that that I didn't have much time to write.<br />
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Well... On the other hand, there is actually nothing to write about for there has been not much development with regards to my journey to conception.<br />
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However, let me share some of the photos taken during our Christmas Eve Dinner. <br />
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Enjoy!<br />
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The preparations might be a little stressful for all of us since Christmas is a no special day here in the Middle East. We all have to work until 5:00 PM and rush ourselves to make it on time. No matter how stressful the preparations were, everything was worth it. Our hearts were filled with joys and laughter - Enough to warm our hearts and for us to temporarily forget how far we are from home. Everything was priceless...<br />
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Merry Christmas everyone!<br />
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</brk>Lady Bughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11495664149402805559noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6632359888997634288.post-12849770279309665332011-12-18T03:20:00.000-08:002011-12-18T05:07:59.252-08:00Surgery Rescheduled<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">I think I was finally over with the frustrations brought about by Aunt Flow’s untimely visit. I just thought that it would be much better if I look at it the other way around and let not anxiety consume me up – It would be much healthier that way!</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-weight: normal;">I came to accept the fact that it might be God’s will to delay the surgery for He may have planned things to be so much better than how and what I’ve expected them to be. By this, He opened both my eyes and my heart to see the beauty behind the ironies.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Though only a few knows about my supposedly scheduled surgery, they were all surprised when they saw me at work yesterday morning. Of course, curiosity was in the air but I am glad that I am blessed with a bunch of intelligent and understanding co-workers that I need not re-tell the situation over and over again in order for the matter to sink into their minds. They have such broad understanding and their mouths were all gifted with those kind words of encouragements that have really brought me peace.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-weight: normal;">I also have learned that one of them has actually gone as far as monitoring the Ward’s and Operating Theatre’s Schedule just to check me out and that the other co-worker has also coordinated with the Horticulture Section to prepare a flower bouquet for me. Such simple gestures have really touched my heart. I felt so loved!</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Unlike the other day, I felt so different this morning while I was heading to Dr. ANB’s Clinic. I no longer feel that heaviness in the heart and everything seems to be fine now. I was even surprised to instantly able to get a hold of Dr. ANB who initially rescheduled the surgery on the 31-December-2011 but was opposed by me. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Yes, that’s right. It was I who objected!</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-weight: normal;">I told him that it would be so much better if we can reschedule it on 07-January-2012 so that I’ll be able to complete the Department’s Monthly and Annual Accomplishment Reports before I go on leave. With a smile, Dr. ANB responded with these words, “Your department must take good care of you for you are taking good care of your department.”</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Wow, I just had another compliment! One that is good enough to keep me going...</span><br />
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</div>Lady Bughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11495664149402805559noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6632359888997634288.post-51964314092885067682011-12-16T09:57:00.000-08:002011-12-16T21:54:59.147-08:00Frustrated and Wanting to Freak Out!<div><br />
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Oh great, Aunt Flow just showed her ugly face. She's a few days early and is just in time for my surgery. What an excellent timing...</div><div><br />
</div><div>Boo!</div><div><br />
</div><div>This is really frustrating. After all that I've been through just to have this schedule set, I am now back to ground zero. I am so disappointed!</div><div><br />
</div><div>I am supposed to be admitted at 10:59 AM but because of Aunt Flow, Dr. ANB decided to reschedule the surgery to avoid future complications. He's afraid that a possible infection could take place if we push through with the activity.</div><div><br />
</div><div>Though I am agreeable to Dr. ANB's decision, I can't help but feel distressed. Apart from the fact that Aunt Flow just spoiled my supposedly Christmas Break, I am so mad that Sir Bug and I still need to hold on a little longer before we, again, can try to conceive. I feel so sad and wanted to freak out!</div><div><br />
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</div>Lady Bughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11495664149402805559noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6632359888997634288.post-28045908737581084032011-12-14T03:14:00.000-08:002011-12-15T00:12:02.071-08:00Mixed Emotions<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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Hello everyone! It's already been two weeks since my last update. Your Lady Bug here has been very busy with both work and social matters that I almost didn't realize that my surgery will be due in two to three days time. Given that fact, I am now experiencing that mixed emotions of excitement, fear and joy. I actually do not know what exactly should I feel since I don't know what lies ahead of me. I just hope everything will turn out right and I am lifting everything up to God.<br />
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Should the scheduled appointment be followed, my admission is at 10:59 AM of Friday but the actual surgery shall take place on Saturday morning. As per Dr. ANB's recommendations, I must be hospitalized for five days where thinking about it makes me weak on the knees. I don't want to be stuck in the ward for five days without Sir Bug!<br />
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Well, just to let you ladies know, I'll be brought directly to the Female Ward after my recovery wherein the said ward is inaccessible to Males.<br />
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Inaccessible to Males!<br />
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Yeah, that's right. That's how things are in this hospital...<br />
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Anyhows, I have my girlfriends and some female co-workers who are willing to be with me during those times. I think it's okay but it would be much better if Sir Bug can be by side during those crucial times.<br />
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Oh and I am already missing him!<br />
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</brk>Lady Bughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11495664149402805559noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6632359888997634288.post-87744446305282184332011-11-29T09:37:00.000-08:002011-12-04T05:29:46.484-08:00Tell Me About Yourself Blog Award<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br />
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Today, I am so thrilled to receive another award from <a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/18398955737423055566">EndoJoanna</a>, a fellow Endo Sufferer who just undergone surgery last 15-November-2011 and is currently recuperating. She is the brave, young woman behind <a href="http://endojoanna.blogspot.com/">Living With Endo</a> and I am wishing her good luck as she move forward in her journey. Please do find time to check her blog out.<br />
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Similar to the Liebster Blog Award, certain rules also applies in receiving this award:<br />
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<blockquote class="tr_bq"><ul><li>Thank the person who passed the award on to you.</li>
<li>List 7 things that people may not know about you.</li>
<li>Pass the award to 15 other bloggers and don't forget to notify them as well.</li>
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I must confess that thinking about those seven things to reveal about myself is never that easy. I spent quite some time contemplating and here's what I came up with...<br />
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<blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><i>As a child, I think I was cute. But you need not agree with me. Here's a photo of mine when I was just one... Lol!</i></blockquote></blockquote><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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</div><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><i>I quit my job as a manager just to be with my dear husband whom, from this time forward, will be addressed to as Sir Bug.</i></blockquote></blockquote><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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</div><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><i>Red is my favorite color and it is my major preference in buying things. This Red Slap Watch is one clear proof of my obsession. </i><i>I know this has nothing to do with red but I just love Slap Watch's Tagline </i><i>– If it doesn’t say SLAP, it’s not a SLAP Watch!</i></blockquote></blockquote><div><br />
So there goes the seven things that you may not know about me.</div><div><br />
</div><div>Now, what about the subject of passing the award to?</div><div><br />
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Listed below are the 15 blogs that I have picked:<br />
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<blockquote class="tr_bq"><ul><li><a href="http://biagobaby.blogspot.com/" target="">BIAGO - Baby, If all Goes Optimally</a></li>
</ul><ul><li><a href="http://myordinarymiraclesblog.com/" target="">My Ordinary Miracles</a></li>
</ul><ul><li><a href="http://hopedelayed.blogspot.com/">Hope Delayed</a></li>
</ul><ul><li><a href="http://pinkey5.blogspot.com/">Praying for a Pregnancy</a></li>
</ul><ul><li><a href="http://mynotesonttcandlife.blogspot.com/">My Notes on TTC and Life</a></li>
</ul><ul><li><a href="http://theinfertilityroad.blogspot.com/">My Infertility Road</a></li>
</ul><ul><li><a href="http://myjourneythroughttc.blogspot.com/">My Journey Through TTC... So Far</a></li>
</ul><ul><li><a href="http://mom-are-we-there-yet.blogspot.com/">Mummy, are there yet?</a></li>
</ul><ul><li><a href="http://ablanket2keep.blogspot.com/">A Blanket 2 Keep</a></li>
</ul><ul><li><a href="http://myfertilityblog.blogspot.com/">My Fertility Blog</a></li>
</ul><ul><li><a href="http://alyciaandjake.blogspot.com/">Bringing Home Baby</a></li>
</ul><ul><li><a href="http://clewis-babyonmymind.blogspot.com/">Baby on my mind</a></li>
</ul><ul><li><a href="http://73goldie.blogspot.com/">My Journey to Motherhood</a></li>
</ul><ul><li><a href="http://bluebookjourney.blogspot.com/">Our Wish</a></li>
</ul><ul><li><a href="http://beckiesinfertile.blogspot.com/">Beckie's Infertility Journey</a></li>
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By the way, there's one blog that I really enjoy reading but did not include it in the list for the writer has been so open about almost everything that you'll easily felt connected to her. I feel guilty ending this post without mentioning <a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/08262994711680542891">Mad Hatter</a> of <a href="http://lateforaveryimportantpregnancy.blogspot.com/">Late for a Very Important Pregnancy</a>. She's been such an inspiration and I like her so much.<br />
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So ladies, please don't feel any pressure if you're way overswamped at the moment to participate. This is just for fun. Let's take it lightly...<br />
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Lots of love and the best of luck to you all!</div><br />
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After three days of hunting Dr. ANB, I, finally, was able to catch up with him and obliged him to prepare an <i><b>Operating Booking Form</b></i> for my upcoming surgery. However, I must admit that hunting down someone like Dr. ANB whose schedule alone is as busy as a bee was never an easy job. To add insult to the injury, the hunting was even tougher than I've expected since he is currently covering for Dr. HM. Just my luck...<br />
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For the past three days, I spent at least an hour or so hanging out at the Fertility Clinic with the hope of having to be able to get a hold of the said doc. My timings might have really been that bad during the first two days for I have never found a single piece nor a shadow of Dr. ANB. Nonetheless, no matter how busy the nurses in the said clinic were running to and from one place to the other, I was very much entertained and lucky to have all their cooperation and support. They were all very nice that they even tipped me the other details of Dr. ANB's schedule.<br />
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<b>Persistence Overcomes Resistance!</b><br />
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A huge thanks to that philosophy that I was able to endure all the waitings. I finally was able to seize Dr. ANB and convinced him to prepare the necessary papers. I told him that I need a definite date for arrangements must be made with regards to my work schedule. He was really so kind that he made me choose which of the upcoming Saturdays would I want the surgery to be scheduled. I, of course, after having been able to check "my calendar of so-called social obligations", picked the 3rd Saturday for the Month of December thinking that it would be the most perfect time to be away from work...<br />
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<b>Sick Leave On Christmas?</b><br />
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Well, I think it is now time to disclose to you guys that your Lady Bug here is an expatriate who is currently based in a country somewhere in Middle East where Christmases and New Years are treated like any ordinary days. Here, we don't get to enjoy the same annual festive season that we used to enjoy way back home. We get to work during Christmas Days!<br />
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As far as the surgery is concerned, I think that having the procedure done on 17-December-2011 will be an excellent timing for it shall provide me with a valid reason of taking a short break from work to celebrate a stress-free Christmas with friends and relatives -- Dr. ANB has indicated in the <i><b>Approved Employee Elective Surgery Application Form</b></i> that as part of my recovery, he is recommending that I undergo Five Days of Hospitalization and Fifteen Days of Sick Leave. Just in time for the holidays... Wow!<br />
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If my instincts serves me right, I really do feel that the upcoming surgery is one true blessing that I must be thankful of. Jitters, of course, cannot be avoided but I am clinging more on hope and optimism. I wanna stay as positive as I can and I really am hoping that this procedure will lead and advance me to the next level of my journey to conception...<br />
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</brk>Lady Bughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11495664149402805559noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6632359888997634288.post-69857583073229827762011-11-25T12:41:00.000-08:002011-11-28T04:59:41.791-08:00Liebster Blog Award<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<i><b>Liebster</b></i> is a German word which means "dearest" or "beloved". It is also used to refer to as someone's "favorite" and the idea of the <i><b>Liebster Blog Award</b></i> is to bring attention to blogs with less than 200 followers that deserve more recognition and encouragement.<br />
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</div><div>Today, I am much honored to have received two from <a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333972592403553177">Still Hoping</a> of <a href="http://hopedelayed.blogspot.com/">Hope Delayed</a> and <a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/02678105236745432509">BW</a> of <a href="http://mom-are-we-there-yet.blogspot.com/">Mummy, are we there yet?</a>. Two woman whom I admired so much because of their wits, courage and great faith.</div><div><br />
</div><div>Just as much as I wanted to keep the award for myself, there are certain rules that to be followed:<br />
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<blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><ul><li>Thank the giver and link back to the blogger who gave it to you.</li>
</ul><ul><li>Reveal your top five picks and let them know by leaving a comment on their blog.</li>
</ul><ul><li>Copy and paste the award on your blog.</li>
</ul></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><ul><li>Hope that the people you've sent the award to forward it to their five favorite bloggers and keep it going!</li>
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I guessed the rules are plain and simple that requires no further explanation.</div><div><br />
</div><div>I've been following and reading tons of blogs but I can only get to pick five and here they are:<br />
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<blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><ul><li><a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/07267965587047367494">Jess</a> of <a href="http://mynotesonttcandlife.blogspot.com/">My Notes on TTC and Life</a>.</li>
</ul><ul><li><a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/18398955737423055566">EndoJoanna</a> of <a href="http://endojoanna.blogspot.com/">Living With Endo</a></li>
</ul><ul><li><a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364410162242680073">Amy and Robert</a> of <a href="http://myjourneythroughttc.blogspot.com/">My Journey Through TTC... so far</a></li>
</ul><ul><li>Allison of <a href="http://pinkey5.blogspot.com/">Praying for a Pregnancy</a><a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760406074795967083"></a></li>
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So ladies, let's pay it forward and spread the love!</div><br />
</brk>Lady Bughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11495664149402805559noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6632359888997634288.post-91570876952524342722011-11-24T12:37:00.000-08:002011-11-25T04:50:51.640-08:00A Fresh Clean Look</brk><br />
I've been spending quite some time tweaking my blog's layout. I don't know what came into my mind that I feel like changing it. My old layout's actually fine but there's just something that I am looking for which, up to this moment, I failed to determine what it is.<br />
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I'm not sure if any of you have noticed that my blog's layout has changed for quite a number of times during the past 24 hours or so. Well of course, you will only get to notice it if you regularly visit my blog...<br />
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</tbody></table>Finally, I was able to find one template that suit me -- the <a href="http://wordpress.site5.net/webfolio/">Webfolio Theme by Site5.com</a>. It's a magazine style template that is widgets ready and lots of features built within it. It includes a slider gallery of posts, a search bar and comes with a full Blogger functionality. But what I really love most about this template is it comes with a fresh clean look.<br />
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Okay, enough about the layout.<br />
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What about the topic of trying to conceive?<br />
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Of course, I have a little update to tell you guys...<br />
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After having been able to obtain the signatures of the appropriate authorities, my <b><i>Employee Elective Surgery Application</i></b> is now all set and ready to go. I immediately paid Dr. ANB a visit to let him know of the good news but he was way too busy that he asked me to come back on Saturday for him to book me a schedule in the Operating Room.<br />
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Things may be moving on a bit slow but I'm glad everything's in the right track. I surely would need lots and lots of love and prayers as I brave this part of my journey. Lord, help me please...<br />
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</brk>Lady Bughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11495664149402805559noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6632359888997634288.post-42407243278480441042011-11-21T23:20:00.000-08:002011-11-25T02:55:00.054-08:00Another Stopover at the Fertility Clinic<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br />
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My long wait is finally over. After almost a month in the pipeline, I finally will be able to get to see my Fertility Specialist and I am just dying to hear what his findings are and what our next steps would be.<br />
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</div>Unfortunately, I just found out from the attendant when I checked in this morning that my doc is still out for a vacation and that I shall be seen by a different physician. She must have read all my frustrations that she immediately uttered these words to me, "Don't worry, the doctor whom will be seeing you is as equally skilled as the other".<br />
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Okay, just for the sole purpose of having to easily identify which doc I am referring to, let's name my original Fertility Specialist as Dr. HM and let's call the Covering Physician as Dr. ANB.<br />
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Now, let's go back to the topic above...<br />
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The nurse introduced me to Dr. ANB who gave me a warm welcome. As he was analyzing my chart, I just realized that Dr. ANB happens to be one of the hospital's Fertility Consultants. With that, all my worries instantly disappeared in thin air.<br />
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Dr. ANB started off by telling me that all my blood works were fine and that my hormones are at a normal level. He then asked me if I already am scheduled for a Laparoscopy because if I still am not, he will need to prepare an <i>Employee Elective Surgery Form </i>immediately. <br />
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Wait! Didn't I mention before that I worked in a hospital and that I am entitled to a full hospitalization coverage (with no cost) which includes Dental, Obstetrics & Gynaecology as well as In-Vitro Fertilization or IVF? I don't want to sound bragging but isn't that cool?<br />
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Anyhows, Dr. ANB and I talked about endometriosis, the ovarian cyst that I have and the need for a surgery. Everything went on fine but it surprised me seeing what was written opposite of the "Surgery Procedure Required" field in the form -- Laparoscopy and Laparotomy! I didn't know that there is also need for a Laparotomy... I was only expecting for a Laparoscopy. <br />
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And of course, I asked Dr. ANB tons and tons of questions which were all answered satisfactorily. Of all the informations I've learned, what embarks my mind most is the fact that I shall be having what they call a <i>bikini cut</i>. Yes, a bikini cut! <br />
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A Bikini Cut? <br />
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All my life, I haven't been to Pregger's World and yet, here am I, will soon be getting a cut and a surgical procedure similar to a Casesarian Section? Boo! I don't think that's cool...<br />
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Apprehensive I may be but what I am most sure of is the fact that I am very lucky and very much blessed to have the surgery and the treatment for free. And for that, I am very grateful to God. So thank You Lord!<br />
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</brk>Lady Bughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11495664149402805559noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6632359888997634288.post-64134690695175811432011-11-19T06:05:00.001-08:002011-11-25T04:50:26.667-08:00Aunt Flow's Mean Attack<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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I don't want to sound complaining but how long do I really need to endure this severe menstrual cramps? It hurt so much that it is enough to knock me off of my feet and interfere with my daily routine. The twinges here and there feels like a punishment and Tylenol is the only friend that I can trust. I am so tempted to grab my old friend Advil but having been able to learn how Ibuprofen's been unfriendly to Fertility, I am willing to bear the pain and settle for Paracetamol's subtleness. I just wanted to put an end to this disease!<br />
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