So I decided to give this whole baby thing another go. Who knows how it will turn out. After 6 1/2 years of "trying" and "failing" and doctors telling me there is nothing wrong with me and that I should just lose weight... well, I kind of moved on. But I figured I'd give it one last parting shot.
I have an appointment on the 17th with a fertility clinic here in Utah Valley. I picked them because they are close to my house, which will help with appointments. Most of the clinics in Utah are in SLC, so at least they have that going for them. The doctors look like they're pretty good, and they are located just down the street from my regular clinic.
I figure even if they can't get my reproductive system working at least they can do some further testing to figure out why my ovaries don't seem to do anything at all ever. I'm scared I have cancer for obvious reasons.
Anyway, that's what's on my mind today. Here's something that always cheers me up when I'm dealing with difficult situations.
I love her because she's really soft and tiny. She's also the silliest puppy ever and she likes to sit by me when I'm lounging around. I call her Layla Mama. She's named after a Clapton song because that's what was stuck in my head the first time I saw her. She's not really a mama and probably won't ever be, but that's what you call tiny silly girls in Spanish, so Layla Mama it is.
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You can do it! Good luck!
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