Grrrrrrr...I Hate the Waiting Game

Well, we have no news...yet.  I have the utmost respect for doctors, but sometimes they make me angry (sorry to my sister and cousin...you are exceptional doctors).

We did the test and the doctor said he would review the films and talk to us at our follow up Tuesday.  Grrr...I know you saw on the screen whether or not they are blocked.  Just tell me.  I am so impatient.  Anyway, this was our day.

I got up and started to get ready to go to Hurley Hospital.  I did my hair and make-up and got dressed, and then I lost it.  I began crying because my hair didn't turn out cute, I am pale, I had nothing to wear and I insulted my best friend behind her back...Target, I am so sorry and I love you.  I was a mess and I have no clue why...hormones I guess.  Now, for those of you that live in the area, why was I worried about what I looked like going to Hurley??? Who knows?  I could stop showering for a week, wear shorts in the middle of winter and knock out a few teeth and still look good in that crowd.  Haha!  It was my goal though to look cute, but casual.  I am weird like that.

My husband and I have a funny relationship.  We joke around, inappropriately (at times), a lot.  He had me laughing the whole way there.  We are on a kick of saying, "Cheeeeeeseee," like from the movie Old School.  When Vince Vaughn and Luke Wilson are sitting on the couch after the big party and Jeremy Piven comes in and they remember him as, "Cheese," from high school.  We can sit and act out entire scenes from movies.  So, we were dying on the way in.  Then we start making sideways glances at each other as we people watch.  There was a lady wearing a Lucky Charms shirt, we look at her and I say, "Magically Delicious," we laugh more.  We laugh all the time and people make comments asking us what we are on, or what is in our drinks.  Some, you can tell they are annoyed, but we don't care.  He can always calm me down when I need it and this was a time I needed it (remember, I had already cried today).  

We were sent to radiology in the basement and I was told to put on a gown and sit in the waiting room.  Ummmmm...embarrassing, but okay.  So, I get into the gown and go find Randy in the waiting room and we wait for the doctor.  I now know why they prescribed an antibiotic to take before the test.  When I sat down, the gown rode up and I was sitting bare ass on a chair in the waiting room.  GROSS!!!  We giggled though and a nice nurse brought me one of those wonderful warm blankets.  They really gave me antibiotics to prevent infection because of how bad my PID is and not wanting another infection to start.  They were being proactive.  Well, this med is making me sick and the chairs were uncomfortable and The View sucked today and I was cranky.  So, we joked about the guest host on The View being a troll (btw, who the heck is Sarah Hyland?) and the nurse that went into the bathroom and never came out. 

So, my doctor finally shows up and the test takes about four seconds.  This is what I saw and my interpretation of the test (I am very close to being an infertility specialist).  I saw the dye go into my uterus and through my tubes.  I "think" I saw the dye spill out of the tubes (good sign), but he had to push it hard to get it through (painful).  He did have the nurse take extra pictures though of me on my sides (she said that this was different).  Based on what I saw, mind you at a bad angle, I think they are free and clear.  Why he wouldn't just say that to me, I don't know.  My follow-up appointment is next Tuesday.  So, again it is a waiting game. 

Easy test, mild cramps, hard wait.