I was a Captive Panda: my subfertility story

This is NFP Awareness Week, and my friend Erin McCole-Cupp is hosting a series on NFP and subfertility on her blog. She asked me to share my story of NFP, endometriosis, and subfertility.

"Panda" by George Lu (2011) via Flickr, CC BY 2.0. Text added by author.
“Panda” by George Lu (2011) via Flickr, CC BY 2.0. Text added by author.

Pandas in captivity are notorious for their infrequent ability to conceive. They can conceive, but their fertility is compromised. I experienced subfertility for several years, and my use of NFP (and persistence in searching for a doctor who would take me seriously) finally helped me learn what was at the root of the problem.

Read my story of NFP, endometriosis and subfertility here.


Just Routine

Last week I went for my routine annual GYN visit. The doctor sent me along for a routine mammogram and an ultrasound to follow up on a few minor issues related to January’s surgery.

I’ve had a mammogram before, so I knew what to expect. And I didn’t expect to worry. I was more concerned about the ultrasound, especially when the technician called in a second technician to view the images.

But today I had put all of it out of my mind. I got everyone off to school. I made my grocery list, went to daily Mass, stopped at Dunkin’ Donuts to get my free iced coffee, then went food shopping. As I opened the front door juggling my keys, purse and half a cup of iced coffee, I heard the phone ringing and dropped the coffee just inside the door.

It was the imaging center, calling to let me know that I needed to schedule a followup mammogram as well as a breast ultrasound. And I get to wait until Friday to have this done–and who knows how long before I’ll have the results.

Good luck putting that out of my mind.

I think my new rosary will be getting quite the workout these next few days!

Flu = Plague, says the principal

Yesterday the following newsletter came home from my younger kids’ school:

Today we celebrate and honor St. Charles Borromeo, who lived in Italy during the time of the Protestant Reformation. St. Charles was very instrumental in bringing reform to the church. St. Charles, although born to affluence, became a role model for all. St. Charles was willing to serve others in many ways. One was by administering to those afflicted with the plague in Milan.
The local public school district has invited all students in our school, whether they reside in the district or not, to be included in the distribution of the H1N1 vaccination.

Hello? Did the principal of the school just equate the Swine Flu with the Plague? Way to give in to the panic! Let’s scare the parents into making sure our kids get the vaccine. Yeah, that’ll work.

There is one good thing about the “pandemic” Swine Flu right now. Many parents are keeping sick kids home (where sick kids belong). At the school library today, some kids announced that a certain child was sick with the Swine Flu. The librarian informed them that yes, the boy was home sick, but we don’t know if it’s the Swine Flu or not. I decided to seize the moment and informed the first-graders that whatever this child has, he’s right to stay home, and that he should eat some chicken soup and have some orange juice so he can get healthy faster. That derailed them into a discussion about healthy things to eat and got them off the topic of who’s got what disease.

Speaking of getting derailed…I was saying that parents are keeping kids home who are sick, whether it’s the flu or not. And that’s the best way to keep everyone else healthy, including your sick child, who’s vulnerable to other sick children’s different germs if he’s in school. That’s why Middle Sister was home the past 2 days, though she hasn’t had a fever–she’s clearly sick, and I don’t want her spreading whatever that is to others, or catching what others are spreading around.

And now I have until Monday to decide if I want my children vaccinated for H1N1. Thoughts?