I got my blood tested, and now my TSH level is too low. The doctor prescribed a new dose, along with Provera so I can get a period (because it's been 7 weeks, and that's too long). So, we wait yet another six weeks for my body to get used to the new dosage.
Damn. Damn, damn, damn. At this rate, it will be late summer before I can even think of starting to try again (because there's no guarantee my levels will be right even after this dosage). I should have known, after our first time around, that I can never actually plan what's going to happen in my reproductive life.
Well, the good news is that I can now take my Category C allergy meds for the next couple of months without the fear of harming our baby-making efforts.
Like many of you, I also have this little timer in my head that's tick, tick, ticking away. How long before we can start trying again? At what point do we just call it a day? This thyroid issue could end up delaying us for six months or more--and that's not even including failed cycles once we start doing medicated cycles.
This just sucks. Apparently, God is telling me that I'm supposed to enjoy my summer without thinking of trying to conceive. Arg. Happy Mother's Day to me.
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Saturday, May 7, 2011
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