Wow – first of all, can I just say, incase I haven’t told each of you personally, your outpouring of love, support, and your own personal stories and tips regarding fertility issues has been amazing. I never expected any one to be all that interested in my story, let alone offer advice and love. Women like all of you make struggles like this easier, knowing that there are others out there who have experienced something similar and now have healthy, happy families.
Since I have received so many messages about progress since my last post, I thought I would share what’s been going on the last couple of weeks. In my last post, I was unsure about whether or not I would be able to start the Clomid as planned because I hadn’t really had a cycle, but since there was a small trace, and I’ve been waiting 6 months to see one, my doctor allowed me to start the medication!
Who would have ever thought I would be excited about something like that? But, it came as a big relief, because we had no idea what would be next if we couldn’t move on. So, on days 3-7 of my cycle, I took 50 mg of Clomid.
My excitement was gone just as quickly as it came because I was honestly terrified of taking the medication. As a nurse, I should know better than to read health facts on the internet, but that didn’t stop me. I had read horror stories from women who had been using it for months, and how awful they felt, so I was expecting the very worst.
The most intense side effect was the hot flashes. Every night, I woke up feeling like I was on mile 20 of a marathon… in Florida.. in August. It was an extreme change for me from my normal because I live most of my life freezing. When other’s are hot, I am just starting to take off my winter coat. Completely manageable, but wow.. I had no idea what a hot flash was. I don’t know if I’ll make it through menopause one day if it’s anything like that.
My face…or what’s left of it, is broken out. Totally a cosmetic concern for the most part, except for the parts that are starting to actually hurt from so many pimples piling on top of each other. You know how every woman has 1 or 2 great things they can list about their physical appearance, and then a list that goes for miles with complaints? Being acne free has always been one of my positives. I have always been fortunate that my skin has never been an issue for me. Even during my teenage years, I never dealt with acne, so I am in uncharted territory. Luckily for me, my poor husband isn’t as fortunate as I am, and has lots of Proactiv, which I’ve been using diligently and I think it’s finally helping.. a little bit.
I’ve seen a lot of other side effects mentioned like headaches, increased hunger, cramping, tenderness. I think that I’ve been pretty fortunate, at least this round, and I’m feeling good.
The hard part is now, and it’s all mental. Starting yesterday, I test daily for ovulation. I was pre-warned that there’s a chance the Clomid won’t work. I could need a higher dosage or the start of my cycle (that wasn’t really a start) could also hinder the process, but for now, we wait to see. I have 5 more days of testing before I can say that “it didn’t work” so keeping lots of positive thoughts and prayers going.
I know it would be crazy of me to think that I could get pregnant from my first round of the lowest dose of Clomid, but…. crazier things have happened, right?
Again – all of your sweet words and prayers and stories make this feel like something I can talk about. They all are appreciated more than you know. Maybe in a few weeks, I’ll have some good news of some sort. Until then, pancakes and workouts is what you’ll see up next!