To my dismay, the RE wanted a repeat HSG to verify my tubes were clear. I understood, as the last HSG was 3 years ago, but still....I REALLY didn't want to do it. I told her how incredibly awful it was. How as I was lying on the table in pain I couldn't imagine how I'd ever survive childbirth. How having been through childbirth, I still thought the HSG was worse (because epidurals rock yo!). She assured me that when she or her colleagues do them, you don't even know they're happening...aside from that whole spread eagle thing going on. She told me if I promised to have someone drive me, she'd prescribe a valium. So I accepted my fate and scheduled the test. I took the valium an hour before the test as prescribed, and waited for it to kick in. By the way, the valium - total. fucking. disappointment. I don't know what I was expecting, but I didn't notice any difference. Although I guess my blood pressure wasn't through the roof, so maybe it did its job.
Anyway, the test lasted 2 minutes tops, and I didn't feel anything except the speculum going in. I didn't even know she had started until she said "that's your uterus...feel free to watch if you'd like." There was no dilating my cervix with a balloon. No crazy spikey thing to grip the cervix. No flipping me from side to side. No crying. No pain. It was awesome!
So, if you have to have an HSG, and have a choice, get it done by a fertility center that does them all the time. Because otherwise, they suck. At least for me.
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
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