Candace: Right now I feel like I’m running on that thin strip that hangs off the ledge of a mountain. One slip on some loose rocks and you plummet into unknown territory. If I am lucky, I can regain balance and ground myself along with some sense of normalcy again, whatever that word means. When we first got the call from Dr. O. – Chris and I call him “Dr. O.” because no one can quite figure out how in the world to pronounce his name – I was recovering from my last surgery, a laparoscopy and a hysteroscopy. That’s when I found out the biopsy they took came back as “complex hyperplasia.” This means I have irregular cells that are pre-cancerous. You see, it’s that little word after the “pre” that has made me lose sleep, well that and the crap ton of meds I am on for treatment. At that point, I was sent to “Dr. S.” an OBGYN oncologist, who again has a tricky name to pronounce. Dr. S. didn’t mince words, or give us false hope, he told us he is going to treat me for 10 weeks. This treatment may make the complex hyperplasia cells go away permanently. Dr. S., however, was not convinced that we had a high chance of this being the case though. The bottom line: a Hysterectomy is in my foreseeable future or at least the chances I will need one are dramatically increased. (Does this mean I can say goodbye to my tampons, Midol, and super-secret chocolate stash?) The common goal of both doctors is to try to give me another bite at the IVF apple.
So today I lay, back in the stirrups, getting a biopsy that will declare our fate, and I find myself on that ledge of the mountain. By the way, HOLY Bleep that jank hurt like hell! Will the big “C” word be in my cards? Will we catch a break and get another chance at a biological child? Or will it be off to pursue the scary unknown world of adoption? Now we wait … something you become pretty good at when you go through infertility.
Chris’s take: 3 months, man that is long! It has been a long time since we first found out about Candace’s diagnosis of complex hyperplasia, a long time since Candace first started taking Megace, and a long time since we have been able to take an active role in our family building pursuits. So, I am glad today happened and I am glad that we will soon find out the results. My only regret in all this, I will be losing my “sweets buddy.” Apparently, it only takes 3 months of Megace for Candace to like chocolate, sweet desserts, and other unhealthy, but tasty, midnight treats. I am proud of how brave you have been in all of this Candace!!
So today I lay, back in the stirrups, getting a biopsy that will declare our fate, and I find myself on that ledge of the mountain. By the way, HOLY Bleep that jank hurt like hell! Will the big “C” word be in my cards? Will we catch a break and get another chance at a biological child? Or will it be off to pursue the scary unknown world of adoption? Now we wait … something you become pretty good at when you go through infertility.
Chris’s take: 3 months, man that is long! It has been a long time since we first found out about Candace’s diagnosis of complex hyperplasia, a long time since Candace first started taking Megace, and a long time since we have been able to take an active role in our family building pursuits. So, I am glad today happened and I am glad that we will soon find out the results. My only regret in all this, I will be losing my “sweets buddy.” Apparently, it only takes 3 months of Megace for Candace to like chocolate, sweet desserts, and other unhealthy, but tasty, midnight treats. I am proud of how brave you have been in all of this Candace!!
