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Life After Miscarriage: Houston, We Have a Problem – Again

My ovaries are holding my eggs hostage.  That’s what the doctor called to tell me last week. She didn’t say those exact words – that’s just my spin. What she actually said was, “Based on your blood work, it doesn’t look as if you are ovulating. I’d like for you to come in to talk about taking Clomid.”

I said, “Yeah. I figured as much. Twenty dollars, twenty ovulation predictors sticks, and lots of squatting over a cup with no positive result led me to the same conclusion.” OK, OK, I didn’t say those exact words, but that’s what I was thinking.

I have a routine down for dealing with bad news. It’s just happened so often during the past few months that I realized it’s an established protocol.

First, I call my mom. This is usually because I want to be dramatic and download. I spill a crescendo of conclusions, she (as a nurse) points out all the flaws in my logic and my misinterpretations of clinical possibilities (or impossibilities). I cry and ask her why she can’t just listen and validate my feelings. And then I hang up and call a girlfriend.

The girlfriend is great for validating the emotion.  She will eventually get to logic and talk me off the ledge, but first, she wholeheartedly encourages the drama because she knows that to try to talk logic to a woman who is hormonal and unpredictable will do no good. She offers to come over and break dishes with me and knows that when I say, “No, don’t worry about it,” she can tread lightly on to the terrain of sense and sensibility.  By the time I hang up, I’m ready to call my husband.

These are usually very short conversations because to try to explain how my ovaries and other girly bits are not functioning without a diagram and hand motions is pointless. We agree to talk at home later and hang up to return to our normally scheduled work programming as if nothing has happened.

All up, this takes about 26 minutes of phone time and is entirely necessary for me to go on functioning. From connecting with people who have experienced what I have, I can confidently say that behind every woman coping with and healing from a pregnancy loss is a strong cast of characters. They are the people who answer the phone, endure verbal abuse, sympathize and empathize, and simply show up when it matters.

I am so grateful to my supporting cast because they have carried me.  To them, I say: Thank You for dancing in my ballet of grief and hope. You are the best in my worst of times.

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2 Responses to “Life After Miscarriage: Houston, We Have a Problem – Again”

  1. Heather Heather Says:

    and don’t forget the last step of your communications protocol- blogging it! sorry for your news, thank goodness for clomid! take care
    Heather

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