Damaged Goods...

So, it's been awhile. I'm really a slacker blogger, aren't I? I can't help it though, just when things seem to settle down.... things start to go south again.

My *amazingly* calm and collected OBGYN has started me on Prometrium to try and regulate my periods. I take this lovely medication the first ten days of the month, then I should get a "normal" period. I'm supposed to do this for three months, and then she will start me on Clomid to get me to ovulate. After the Clomid, in a perfect world, I will get pregnant with my perfect baby. Of course, before the perfect baby I have to put up with horrific cramps and obscene amounts of bleeding both wonderful side effects of the Prometrium.

I wasn't trying to be sarcastic when I called my OBGYN calm... she really is. Which is a good thing, especially when she has a patient like me who likes to show up to my appointments (or call her office) in near hysterics over my assumptions that I am dying, hopelessly infertile, or anything else. She always manages to calm me down and talk me off the proverbial ledge.

I have to say, my darling husband  has been nothing but patient and wonderful in this. I know he is just as frustrated by this whole situation as I am... if not more because there is literally nothing he can do, and if my darling husband is anything, he is a man of action. And trust me, with all the spotting and bleeding... he is not seeing much action. He does a wonderful job of assuring me that I am not "damaged goods" and that my body isn't turning traitor on me... I just need some time. Lord knows I hope he's right. I just need time. Time and hormones.


***UPDATE***

I had a normal period!!! It had been so long that it took me by surprise... but for once in what seems like an eternity my body did exactly what it was supposed to do. I hope that this continues into the following months. My OBGYN has decided to start me on the Clomid next month. I'm excited and terrified all at once...