Before I attempt to recall the HSG appointment I would like to thank WFI and Ms H for the good luck comments attached to my last post.
As it happens I needed all the luck I could get.
I'm not really a hospital person. I have managed to get to 33 without having to go into hospital for anything other than to visit people. So, yesterday was definitely an experience for me. I sat in the waiting room for just over half an hour before I was called into a changing area. I was told to strip from the waist down, put one gown on with the tie ups at the back and then one with the tie ups at the front.
At this point I was beyond nervous.
When I entered the room I was greeted by a female doctor and two nurses. They were all very nice and tried to put me at ease. I was asked some questions and then had to sign a piece of paper to say that I wasn't pregnant. Finally I was instructed to lay on my back with my knees open.
So far so good.
I can do that.
I can lay on my back and open my legs.
I'm even OK with the cleaning of the cha cha both inside and out.
The bit that I am not OK with is when the doctor inserts the catheter.
OMG!
The pain was so intense. It was just so uncomfortable and painful.
I'm laying there, in pain, pain that I have never experienced before in my life and I am feeling like a complete idiot. I'm laying there thinking that I obviously have a low pain threshold. This isn't meant to hurt like this. The doctor even says that she is surprised that it is hurting me so much, that it doesn't usually hurt until the dye is inserted.
I ask her when she is going to insert the dye and she tells me that they are waiting for the doctor to come in to take the xrays.
She tries to readjust the position of the catheter, they place the xray machine over my stomach and I am told to squeeze the nurses hand. All the time I am struggling with the pain, which is constant, and the thought that I am a complete wimp. I'm also thinking that this is going to take a good 20 minutes and how am I going to cope with this pain for 20 minutes.
A male doctor comes in, says something to me which I can't for the life of me recall. I hear the female doctor say something about how she now understands why I am in so much pain, that she had trouble seeing when she inserted the cathetar and, as a result, had inserted it too far.
Within two minutes the male doctor was gone and the female doctor removed everything and stuck a pad between my legs saying that I would definitely get some bleeding. I hopped off the bed with my knees together (trying to hold the pad in place), picked up my bag of belongings and hobbled out to a room to get dressed.
So, all in all, not very pleasant. But at least it is over with now. I didn't get the results, I have to wait to get an appointment through. I was also disappointed that I didn't get to see the screen with my bits on display and the dye working its way through my tubes, that was the only bit that I was looking forward to.
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Oh nasty. I have to say I found the speculum worse than the whole dye thing too.
Apparently if you do have blocked tubes it hurts A LOT when they put the dye in, so I guess it looks encouraging that there may not have been a blockage.
(Obviously I'm saying this with no authority at all).
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