Polypectomy with Myosure

**Warning: This is a detailed post about surgery there will be some graphic vocabulary, surgical vocabulary, and names of body parts and organs. If you are uncomfortable with this kind of language please refrain from reading. This is meant to be an informational and personal account of this surgery procedure.**

I also wrote about this on my other blog Adventures of the Mommy Homemaker. 

I added it to this blog because it is important to know everything that happens and gets tested before you actually embark on your TTC journey.

A Glimmer of Hope

On Tuesday we had our first appointment at RGI (Reproductive Gynecology Inc.) Their closest office to us is in Canfield, OH, only about an hour away from us. Not much of a drive really it's all highway. I love seeing all the rural area right down the street from me. I was excited and nervous all at once. We got there about 15 minutes early. The waiting room was tiny, and there was a little radio playing today's hits. We were only the second couple there, the rest were all women by themselves. I wish I knew their stories. Some looked happy, some nervous, the couple looked angry. My heart went out to them, whatever their story may be, I wish them the best.

At A Crossroads: Hope and Despair

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I've always been very open about my infertility. As a matter of fact, I told my husband about the possibility before he ever proposed. He has three beautiful sons from his previous marriage, and at first I wasn't sure if he wanted any more children. He in fact did and does want more. I think that the open honesty in our relationship is what has made us stronger through out this journey.

Dreaming and Mourning

If you're reading this, then I'm sure you've read the About section of this blog. I love blogging, and I love being able to work from home. What I don't love is not having a place to reach out to all of you. Sure there are tons of forums and other sites, where you can post a question and wait a year before it gets answered. I'm tired of that system. I want to be able to cuss and scream and tell the world how bad it sucks right now, because, apparently I can get pregnant, I just can't stay pregnant.