Yesterday I got a call from the fertility place. They had my test results. Which I thought I already knew what the answers were going to be and that I was all good.
Well they did confirm to me that my ovaries were great and everything was in working order and I didn't have any problems there. SCORE!! Plus if Jake and I were to do IVF (in vitro fertilization) than I have 4-5 eggs that are retrievable each time which is really good! Go me!
Than we got down to the nitty gritty. Turns out my thyroid is low. Not significantly low. Like for an average person I am a-okay but for someone who is trying to conceive I am too low. So they are putting me on a thyroid medication called Levothyroxine. I will take that for 6 weeks and have my blood redrawn and hopefully by than I will have a normally functioning thyroid.
Than she started telling me about the genetic testing. When I went to my very first fertility appt my Dr told me it was this awesome test that only cost $30 to see if I had any genetic things I would pass on to my children. I decided to take it cause it was only $30 and better safe then sorry. Well turns out I am a carried for Cystic Fibrosis. Uhm...what? Ya that's exactly what I was thinking. So our next step is to have Jake tested and see if he also is a carrier. If he is than we have a 1 in 4 or 25% chance of conceiving a child with this genetic disorder. GO FRAHMS!!
So were praying Jake doesn't carry it. Were praying that my thyroid rises. Were praying that we figure out how to have a baby and one day soon conceive. I have done really well. I haven't had any melt downs or heartaches for months. Until... last night. It all came down on me and it still is lingering. But I'm trying to keep my chin up. Here's to one day at a time!