Well THAT wasn't what I was expecting....

I was a total nervous wreck this morning. Casey decided to wait until it was time to walk out the door to get dressed and run out with me. I wanted to strangle him. We just barely made it to my appointment on time.

When my name was called, we had to walk around a corner hallway. When I glanced down the hallway, I realized that was the very same hallway he and I walked down 7 months ago when we got the news that the heartbeat had stopped and we had to schedule my D&C. My heart hurt, and I started to tear up. My sweet husband put his arm around me and let me to the exam room, because he knew I was about to totally lose it. He had tissues in his pockets. :) I was surprised that the nurse didn't ask me to take off my undermentionables...but it was nice that I didn't have to sit there in my nakeds. :)

When Dr. M came in, I realized that I knew him! He's another one of my clients. :) He didn't recognize me, because I usually deal with his wife...but that was another nice surprise.

We sat there and went through my whole fertility history, from when we started trying to my current menstrual cycles. All the different medications I've been on (he wanted to put me back on Metformin...but I told him how totally miserable it made me, even with the single dose a day.) He said that he takes a completely different approach to infertility than Dr. E does...and that he hoped I wouldn't be offended that he was going to be all "up in my business". I basically gave him a verbal version of the journal I kept during my first (and only) round of Clomid.

I'm going back on Clomid. He gave me a detailed sheet of what's going to happen, what to expect, and what I'm going to be doing during this cycle. When I start my period, I have to call his nurse and schedule an appointment for 12 days later. On Day 12, I'll be having an ultrasound to check if I have any developing follicles, and how many. Then he will give me a prescription for pain (yes! Because if I am in pain like I was last time, I might start chewing off people's faces...) and a sheet to take to the lab on Day 21, so I can get bloodwork done to see if I actually ovulated (he has no faith in the pee-sticks.)

If I don't have mature follicles or if I don't ovulate (or ovulate late) he'd bumping up the dose of Clomid.

We talked about my Crazies. I was concerned that I would have to stop taking the one medication I'm still on while I'm taking Clomid (and seriously....I'm too crazy to stop that one. The only one that I'm still taking is the anti-anxiety medication). When I told him the dose, he laughed and said that dose is like "pissing in the wind." He tripled it. :) He wants to keep me nice and calm while I'm trying to make babies. THAT made me laugh. AND, he gave me a timesheet for sex. I know Casey will be thrilled with the idea of scheduled sex. Bleeeeecht.

I absolutely love this doctor. I am so glad. :)