If you read my last post you saw where I called by Infertility/OB Dr., sweet. Really that word is a HUGE understatement when it comes to describing him. Honestly, there are no words to describe him. Prior to my first appointment with him we had seen three other doctors along our infertility journey. With each one our hopes dwindled just a little. But all hope was revived on our very first appointment with him. I trusted him and believed him in a way I have never trusted a Dr. His compassion for his job and his patients is incredible. After being told by, Mayo Clinic, none the less that IVF was our only option to conceive, we were pregnant after a mere 2 cycles with him. He is a true Miracle Dr.
We were lucky to be able to continue doctoring with him as our OB for those wonderful 24 weeks I was pregnant. On that fateful day of our last ultrasound he grieved right along with us. He was the best Dr. to have in that situation.
All is great, right? So what is with the title of my post? Well... We knew that the clinic did not do any infertility in December. They use that month to do inventory. Plus, with all of the Holiday's and vacation days in December it is hard to do cycles anyways. We have known since day 1 that they do not work in December. So when I got a message to call the clinic in regards to January scheduling, I thought nothing of it.
I called back the next day to talk with the wonderful infertility coordinator Amy. She is just as sweet as, lets call him, Dr. T. Amy is always cheerful and talkative on the phone. Not that day. She quickly and awkwardly told me that he would not be part of the clinic in January and they would call when his schedules were open again. She could not get me off the phone fast enough. My first thought, something is wrong.
Everybody I told said things like, maybe he has a family member sick, his daughter was having a baby, maybe he is spending time with her, its fine don't worry. Well I just could not shake this feeling.
Since then, I have talked to the nurse a few times for things like a prescription refill. She has told me things such as for now induction of ovulation is shut down, that Dr. T is not hurt, she is counting on him to come back, there is not another MD there to oversee ovulation while he is gone, blah blah blah.
Well today, she sent me an e-mail that says she was told he is for sure not seeing patients until Jan. 28, and that that nothing beyond that is known. I called her right away. She flat out told me that she does not know if he is returning, she has not been told that he isn't but has not been told that he is either. She told me that she misses her job and their patients. She encouraged me to go somewhere else. She said I can always come back there if/when he returns but that she knows this waiting is hard for me.
I am just sick about this. I love him as a Dr. I have NO clue what is going on with him. I don't want to see somebody else. I don't want to wait to see if he comes back. I don't want to wait any longer than I already have to start our own family.
So yes, another road block that makes having our own baby that much further away...
On a happier note, we went to a wedding this last weekend. A beautiful winter wedding. A close friend and co-workers daughter got married. We live in Iowa, so January can be a very nasty month. It was only 18 degrees. But it was sunny and no wind. Add in their amazing decorations and it made for one of the most beautiful weddings I have been to.
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| Hubby & I at the reception |
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| Me and and beautiful Mother of the Bride |
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