Tuesday, June 16, 2015

History Repeats Itself

I cannot believe this is happening again.

For the past several weeks, I have been really dedicated to a healthy lifestyle. I had given up some of my favorite beverages – (COFFEE) along with some of my favorite snacks. I eliminated all processed foods, dairy, unnatural sugar, caffeine, and gluten. It was really hard at first, but I was finally starting to feel like I was out of the ‘fog’ that had been holding me under for so long. I had been longing to get my life back on track for a while now, and with being out of work, it was the perfect opportunity to work on me.

Let’s just get to the punchline!

Monday morning when I woke up, I had a strong desire to take a pregnancy test. I had one lonely test sitting in the medicine cabinet, so I pulled her out. To be honest, I was really unsure what I was doing, because there was no way that I could be pregnant. And – I really had my heart set on working on myself before pursuing any further treatments, so I hadn’t been seeing the doctor. Anyways, I did my business and watched for the lines to appear. To my surprise, two lines showed up. I yelled out to Matt – I need to go get blood work done ASAP! (Only an infertile would say this, instead of – I’m pregnant, first!!!J)

The following day (6/10), we ran over to Dr. N’s office for a quick blood draw. As always, the phlebotomist and office staff were extremely upbeat and friendly. I had such high hopes for this blood draw.

That afternoon I received a phone call to confirm that my HCG was at a 38, and I indeed was pregnant. At the time, I was very early so the low number didn’t faze us much. I was then instructed to go the Saint Francis lab Friday afternoon (6/12) for the next blood draw, as Dr. N’s lab would be closed that day. I did as I was told, and arrived in the St. Francis lab, Friday afternoon. A very cute waddling lady, who was clearly pregnant came to get me from the waiting area. She asked me a few questions, so I asked her one back…..Can I rub your belly for GOOD LUCK?! She said YES. Those results came back at a 51. It should have at least been 76 at the time.

History was repeating itself for the 4th time. I have been pregnant before, but by the second test my numbers have never doubled, and then they completely drop. (Do you even call that pregnant? At this point, I’m conflicted.)

Yesterday (6/15), I went in for my final blood draw. I was not overly optimistic, but I also wasn’t totally ruling out the idea of the situation turning around by the grace of God. I was told by the phlebotomist that they would rush the results and call me that afternoon. Afternoon came and went, and no phone call was received.

This morning around 9am, I still had not heard from anyone at the office. I called and left a message for the nurse to call me back ASAP with the test results. (Like always, you have to call them in order to get your lab results, they don’t just call their patients when they receive them…)

Just a few minutes later I received a phone call…

“Hi Chelsea, Congratulations! Your quant came back at 28! You’re pregnant! Did you know that?”

I had to tell her this was actually my 3rd 'quant' and it had actually declined. Man, did she put me on a LONG hold after that. I think she decided she better look at my chart before saying something else uneducated. I may or may not have cried in her ear for a while, after she told me my progesterone was basically nonexistent at the time of the blood draws. Why didn’t they ever tell me this information from the get-go?

And the story continues…

Matt got really upset and made a phone call back to them demanding answers.
You see, as you read before, this is the fourth time this has happened to us. Every time, it’s been the exact same situation – with or without fertility drugs.

Finally, a well-educated nurse called us back with more information. She suggested that we have another “SA” done for Matt, and go from there. If the results show poor morphology then we will have a DNA frag done with the embroyologist in STL. She answered all of the questions we had and got me back on track.

Although my hcg levels never have risen above 300ish in the past, each cycle after that has been rather painful. I feel like I have a very high pain tolerance, but I really struggle with these cycles. I’m currently waiting for that situation to start, so I can move on from this...again.


  1. I am so behind on blog reading. I'm sorry I'm just reading this, but I'm even more sorry you're dealing with it, again! I'm praying for you, sweet friend. Love you!

  2. Thank you for the prayers (and friendship)! Love you, too!!