My uterus and the waiting room

In the past ten years my uterus, ovaries and that whole area down there has been a source of concern for me. Whether it was dealing with major cramps, bloating, gas, bladder pressure (really sorry to get graphic here), or lack of fertilized eggs-there has always been something going on down there. I've had d&c's, laparoscopies, hysteroscopy's , this horrible thing with tubes in my fallopian tubes and one major myomectomy. It never stops.
I always associated all of these issues with the one big issue of infertility. Even before I was married and ready to be a mommy, I dealt immediately with all of this stuff to make sure that I would be o'k to get pregnant when it was time to get pregnant. My female reproductive area has not been kind to me. As hard as I try…I can't stop my uterus from loving cysts, and my ovaries from loving polyps. Ouch. I get sonograms every six months, and have for years, to monitor the situation. And, true to form, the nearly perfect uterus of a year ago, now has these lovely things growing on them. Look, I know it could be a lot worse. I know I know. But, I must say I am drained. I thought, that once I put my mind to making my baby the dear old adoption way, that all my gyn issues would disappear. I was wrong. Anyway, I have to visit my least favorite place in the world on Friday. My Infertility Doctor's office. Why? This doctor has performed three procedures on me. My GYN feels he would be best doing the next one.We need to have a consultation to plan the procedure. It won't entail an overnight hospital stay or anything like that. Procedure in the morning, out by late afternoon. But the new adventure will put me face to face with depressed moms and dads to be. Sitting in the lobby is so hard. The sadness creeps right through the walls. The artificial lovemaking that goes on to try to make a baby. It's very tough and those of you who have been there know. Some walk in with their hopes so high, others are walking out with their dreams crushed. I was one of them….not so long ago. So on Friday, me a "paper pregnant" mom to be will walk into a Reproductive Surgeons office, not trying to make a baby. Just trying to keep myself healthy for the one I am about to have.