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keep on keepin' on

Great news, y'all!  It was all just a figment of the good Dr's imagination!  The hysteroscopy revealed that there's nothing to worry about and no surgery will be required.  It wasn't the most comfortable experience, but I'll be honest, it was better than the HSN.  When I went for the HSN, there was a med student that did some of the work and wasn't the most... gentle.  Aside from the residual bleeding, yesterday's procedure was more comfortable.  The worst part was watching the doctor's face to try to figure out what he was seeing.

Upgraded to a "procedure room" rather than the typical exam room.
Cue the panic ;)

Our next steps are to get a blood draw on Day 3 (for insurance purposes only) and to get our consent forms notarized so that Dr. TK's office will release the embabies for transport.

Then I get 3 weeks of birth control and 3 weeks of estrogen and then it's game on.

Or at least this is our baseline plan.
We're no strangers to plans being changed so we'll just see how this all unfolds.

Thanks for your sweet messages, friends.  They mean a lot to us!

xo
Mama Porch


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  1. AmieMarch 9, 2017 at 8:23 AM

    This is great news! Glad you are able to move forward now :)

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