First Visit

Yesterday Clint and I went to our first visit with a Fertility Specialist. As we arrived at the office I was pretty anxious about the appointment and very emotional about the whole reason we have to be here. It was a bitter sweet moment with the relief that we would get help with having a child but with the grief of losing three babies already.

As we approached the receptionist she was the friendliest and cheeriest lady I think I have ever met. During out conversation we discovered a connection with her son (who is a convert to our church, the LDS church) and his daughter-in-law. Small world. From the get go we felt welcomed and important. We went to sit in the waiting room but before we even got in a chair we were called back. We spent 15 minutes with a nurse and about 15-20 with the Doctor. Everyone just listened and answered all of our questions and gave us all of their attention. We both appreciated how we were treated as in the past we have been treated poorly and as inconveniencing our Doctors with wanting help.

Well, now we have gotten help and our Fertility Doctor ordered every test that there possibly is to discover what is  causing these multiple miscarriages. We have no news yet but hopefully within the month we will start to get answers to the plethora of tests. Like I have said before the hardest part with having any kind of fertility issues is the constant WAITING...but we feel hopeful.