Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Dr Office
Yesterday I had to go have some blood work done. My fertility doctor, Dr. Fisch likes to keep up on my thyroid so that if we do in-vitro again it is all current. His office is far away so I usually just go to a lab. But...he moved his office to my side of town so I decided to go in to his office this time. I hadn't been there since I was 9 weeks pregnant with the girls. As I sat there and waited in the waited room I was reminded of the emotions I had endured there. Although the building is different the office was the same. He had the same cookies and coffee. The same baby books. Some of the same staff who I was flattered remembered me. Anyway...I remember my first visit when I wasn't sure if an in-vitro doctor was the right path for us. I was crying in the waiting room when I came across a letter from Dix Jarman (I have never met him but I knew his name. Some of you know him). He shared his testimony with the dr and I felt a calming peaceful feeling that can only come from the spirit. I knew I was in the right place with the right doctor. I remember shedding a lot of tears there after hearing bad news. I was reminded of the hallway that Dave labeled the 'walk of shame'. Only those who have gone through infertility can possibly understand that term. I had surgery twice there. I had ultrasound after ultrasound with no baby in them. It was a few long and difficult years. As I sat in the lobby I was also reminded of the time I sat there waiting to have my eggs retrieved. I was terrified because I didn't know what to expect. It was no big deal. I remembered again waiting to have the embryos transferred. I was so nervous and excited and so emotional. I remember after Dr. Fisch finished the procedure this kind man (who is not a member of my church) leaned over and kissed me on the forehead and told me to trust in God. I was so thankful for his tenderness that day. My best memory of that office though was the day we went for our first ultrasound after the transfer. My blood work was good but not great. Dr. Fisch told me there was no way I was having twins. I remember watching that screen and immediately seeing two little embryos. Dave did a shout to rival Peyton Manning after throwing a touchdown pass. It was one of my best memories. I grew up a lot in that office. I hadn't realized it unitl I went back there now that my girls are almost 2 years old. I am grateful that we found Dr. Fisch. I am grateful that he did his homework in school and learned how to help those of us who have to go through infertility. I try to tell him this and he laughs at me like I am silly. I am so thankful that we have our three darling children however we have had to get them. There are such a blessing to us. I hope if we go through the in-vitro process again that I will grow up just a little bit more.
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3 comments:
Reading this brought back so many emotions - I too am so thankful for Dr. Fisch! It is because of this wonderful doctor that we have our little Samuel and now we're expecting baby #4.
Beautiful post - it made me cry.
I shed a tear too. Perspective.
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