So I had my first ultrasound yesterday and got my prescriptions for clomid and my HCG trigger injection...but my original clomid RX was ripped up and my doctor wrote me a new one.
Why?
Because I laid it on the line and played the Dad card.
I just told my doctor...I took a minute to say that I'm tired, I'm depressed, that it's been too long and too much. I said I know I should be in a stronger place since we've only tried this once, but after you tack on everything we've been through over this I can't take much more. I told him how many of our friends and family have had children in the time we've been trying...including my Dad.
"Your Dad?" he couldn't help but ask for confirmation of what he heard... I replied "Yes, he has a one year old daughter"
So, the doctor ripped up my prescription and wrote me a new one...highest dose he'll give..."Let's get this done!" he said enthusiastically to me as he gave me a high-five and clasped my hand. I tried to look into his eyes as much as I could and simply said "Thank you"...he didn't have to listen to me...he didn't have to feel it...he could have patted me on the back and called it a day...but he did listen...thank good God he did.
So, three pills a day...hot flashes here I come...please, please dear ovaries start cranking them out...
