One small step for man...
I know you were all cursing Dr. Witch with me, and I thank you! All of our silent hexing has paid off, as I am now in possession of a one-month (read: 5 pills) supply of Clomid. Would you like to hear the rest of the story? Well, read on!
I was going to wait a week before calling Nurse Nice back to be sure that the Specialist sent the letter to Dr. Witch. I figured, hey I have a few weeks, and I don't want to be a bother. Plus, I figure that the Specialist is busy, and for that matter, so is Dr. Witch. My issue wasn't urgent, I had only called to get this process started, figuring that there would likely be some hitch. Well, to my surprise I receive a call from Dr. Witch herself on Thursday.
Turns out that she took it upon herself to call the specialist, and inquire as to why on Earth I would be calling and asking for Clomid. I mean, doesn't he know that I can get pregnant by myself, without any intervention? Or am I just a loon and making it up, after all she hadn't gotten any instructions from him to prescribe the drug to me? Well, the Specialist (and probably Nurse Nice as well, since she answers the phone) put her in her place! When she called me, the first words out of her mouth were "I will be more than happy to write the prescription for the Clomid!". Like it had just occurred to her, or she thought of it herself.
This is her apparent excuse for being such a witch the first time: I had no idea this is how the Specialist treats cases like yours. (Why would I make it up?) Oh, and "I wanted to warn you about the risks before prescribing the Clomid, so now lets go over them". As if this was all her idea, and the only reason she said no the first time was because I didn't know the risks. This, by the way, is the doctor that didn't know about digital pregnancy tests (and she's an OB!). Dr. Witch then actually calls the prescription in to the pharmacy, despite the fact that I have weeks before needing the drug. I told her I didn't mind coming in to pick up the prescription, I mean the office is at the end of my street, but she insisted. Probably so she wouldn't have to face me.
Now I just need another cycle. I think I am ovulating tomorrow, so two more weeks to go. Why is everything always two weeks away in this infertility game? The last year has flown by so fast, because I'm always holing my breath waiting for something to happen two weeks from now.
Did I mention that 12 months ago we starting trying? That it's been a whole year? Happy anniversary.
I was going to wait a week before calling Nurse Nice back to be sure that the Specialist sent the letter to Dr. Witch. I figured, hey I have a few weeks, and I don't want to be a bother. Plus, I figure that the Specialist is busy, and for that matter, so is Dr. Witch. My issue wasn't urgent, I had only called to get this process started, figuring that there would likely be some hitch. Well, to my surprise I receive a call from Dr. Witch herself on Thursday.
Turns out that she took it upon herself to call the specialist, and inquire as to why on Earth I would be calling and asking for Clomid. I mean, doesn't he know that I can get pregnant by myself, without any intervention? Or am I just a loon and making it up, after all she hadn't gotten any instructions from him to prescribe the drug to me? Well, the Specialist (and probably Nurse Nice as well, since she answers the phone) put her in her place! When she called me, the first words out of her mouth were "I will be more than happy to write the prescription for the Clomid!". Like it had just occurred to her, or she thought of it herself.
This is her apparent excuse for being such a witch the first time: I had no idea this is how the Specialist treats cases like yours. (Why would I make it up?) Oh, and "I wanted to warn you about the risks before prescribing the Clomid, so now lets go over them". As if this was all her idea, and the only reason she said no the first time was because I didn't know the risks. This, by the way, is the doctor that didn't know about digital pregnancy tests (and she's an OB!). Dr. Witch then actually calls the prescription in to the pharmacy, despite the fact that I have weeks before needing the drug. I told her I didn't mind coming in to pick up the prescription, I mean the office is at the end of my street, but she insisted. Probably so she wouldn't have to face me.
Now I just need another cycle. I think I am ovulating tomorrow, so two more weeks to go. Why is everything always two weeks away in this infertility game? The last year has flown by so fast, because I'm always holing my breath waiting for something to happen two weeks from now.
Did I mention that 12 months ago we starting trying? That it's been a whole year? Happy anniversary.
posted by Michelle at 10:27 AM
2 Comments:
Dear God, what a horrible situation! I think doctors should go through medical school every 5-10 years. Some are totally clueless! Good luck with Clomid. I didn't have any negative side effects that I can remember....
I'm glad you finally got the clomid--what a nightmare that was! I also did okay on the clomid (I got pregnant!) and didn't have much trouble with side effects outside of more painful ovulation.
The waiting is so hard--I feel like that's all I do these days. I hope that this new protocol works, and that in another year, you'll be holding a baby in your arms--or at least getting close to it!
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