I'm beginning to wonder what my coworkers think of me, having so many doctor appointments. I mean, I also have my regular endocrinologist and dentist visits that I leave for, but now I'm leaving a lot for the specialist and therapist. Oh well. Let them think whatever.
I have my next appointment with the specialist on the 26th. He wants to do a hysterosonogram to see if I'm actually producing eggs or just cysts in order to determine if I have PCOS. I'm a little nervous, mostly because 3 years ago I had a hysterosalpingogram and it hurt like a MFer. The nurse I spoke to today said there shouldn't be any pain, but possible cramping after. Um, lady? That's pain for me. She suggested ibuprofen before and after. Which I will definitely be doing.
I have my next therapy appointment on the 30th. I'm looking forward to it. M has been surprisingly supportive lately, trying to keep my spirits up. I noticed that the week after my first appointment I ended up crying over everything. I'm pretty sure the appointment left me emotionally raw. Maybe that's what I need at this point. To just get everything out instead of bottling it up.