Blessings, Blood Draws and Baby Making

Can I just say how blessed I am??? My bestie Lora was kind enough to send me lucky socks for my birthday, and they arrived just in time for me to wear for by immunology testing today!!

It has taken almost three weeks since the initial consult with our new doctor for the immunology testing to get scheduled and then completed. In that time I have turned 29 (AH!), been on a quick vacation to the beach with my hubby, mom, aunt and grandma, and freaked out oh... seventyhundred times or so. Now that we are on "wait" mode every day seems to drag. This new doctor is pretty cool. He has a whole new approach to diagnosing infertility, and its nice to finally have someone else agree that "unexplained" infertility is a cop-out. He also specializes in hormone therapy so I feel like he really knows what does and doesn't work, and it has been my gut feeling that all of my issues have been hormonal from the beginning (ask Jason, I wasn't insane until I started my birth control, and even my mother agrees that I haven't been normal since). I've always been a little high strung, but it seems like my anxiety has been getting really bad lately. After talking with the doctor, he decided that a mild antianxiety drug is a really good idea for me- less anxiety= less stress= more chance for a pregnancy. I don't have to take it every day, but I take it when I need it and I already notice a HUGE difference in my stress levels. I've gone from crying fits to "I don't care"-itis. Its awesome! I didn't even have to take it today when I went in for my blood work. As a side note, dealing with infertility sucks enough, dealing with it as a needle-phobe is just more icing on the crapcake. My doctor uses a lab out of Massachusetts, so they called me and then set up an appointment for me at a local lab for the blood draw. By tomorrow morning my blood will be back in the hands of the Boston laboratory. They even shipped a box of dry ice to my local lab for sending the blood back to them. FedEx overnighted even. I felt pretty cool when I walked into the lab and the lady at the desk said "You must be the dry ice girl." Yes, yes, that's me. I'll autograph the receipt for you hahaha. Always a good sign when your phlebotomist goes "holy crap... that's a lot of collection tubes. What's wrong with you?" Um... I'm infertile. Or so I'm told. Then her manager came out after the tests were drawn and said "Holy crap... is that all from you? Do you want some water, or maybe a cracker from my office?" Nah ladies, I got this.

So for now, I wait. We will have an actual, detailed plan by this time next week. Its crazy to think that although it feels like its taken forever, our diagnosis by Dr. Z was only January 2nd. I'm thankful for doctors who fit us in quickly! Anywho, that's where we're at now. I'm anxious and excited to see what the blood work tells us- who knows, maybe we won't have to do IVF after all. I can wish can't I?