Now, by this time, my clock is really ticking. I am 39 now. Also I wanted the focus off of people pitying me for my loss and start being happy for me. I don't want to sound crass, because not a day goes by that it doesn't hurt, but there is something hard about living in a sense of doom and gloom. I needed happy news finally!
I decided I was going to do everything right to get pregnant, but I was starting to really get worried. Maybe something was wrong. It had been 8 months since I gave birth.
Getting the news that my FSH was high was devastating. I called the Fertility Specialists office for my results and they said I should come in and talk with the doctor. At that point, I said I would, but that I wanted to know the results first. The nurse tells me, "Well, all of your levels look good, but your FSH is high, so you will need a donor egg." I was so taken off guard at that moment. I tried to ask her how that could be if I had just given birth 8 months ago. Of course, she reverted back and just said I had to talk to the doctor. I was in shock and at that moment decided that they had to be wrong.
In my research I found that having a high FSH level does not preclude you from getting pregnant. It does mean that you would most likely not respond as well to fertility drugs. There were plenty of women that had elevated FSH that got pregnant. Pheww!! I was almost convinced.
Next step was getting my body as healthy as possible. I bought a juicer. I started doing yoga to get the blood circulating in my body. I started taking baby aspirin, drinking lots of water, taking some green vitamin concotion from the health food store, vitex, and a few other indications found in my desperate search.
Then my husband drops the bomb, he wants to accept a job in federal law enforcement and had to start training which would last for the next 9 months. He would leave for Georgia for the next 5 months and we would be apart. Ugghhhh, how are you suppose to get pregnant when you are in two different states???
Till Next Time,