Nothing's ever easy... is it?

This has been a long emotional week for me. long yucky rant ahead... you've been warned.
let's recap:

• my cycle started and the first round of tests were the ultrasound and blood-work. I needed to have the blood-work done on day 3 or 4 of my cycle. So I made the arrangements to go on Wed. afternoon, after the ultrasound, which was fine. I get to the lab place at 3:20, they close at 4pm. I hand the girl my script and all my information and I sit in the waiting room. and I sit. and I sit. 4 people came in after me and went in before me. it's now 345 and she sends me to this other waiting room while she begins to add my tests into the computer. After about 10 mins she walks in and says "we cant take your blood today, there's a problem with one of the tests you'll need to call this 800# to see what I need to know". So I immediately start to cry and explain to her that if I don't have these tests today, I'll have to wait an entire month until I get to day 3/4 again. She's gets all bitchy with me and says "well, there's nothing I can do about it... we're closed now." So I leave, in tears, get in my car and continue to cry. Once I regained my composure I called the # she gave me. It was the genetics lab and they are completely confused as to why I am calling. I don't even know why I'm calling. Now I'm crying again, to some complete stranger on the other end of the phone who is being really sweet and apologetic for something she didn't do. The two of us established that the lab tech didn't know what color tube to pull for that specific test (and could have called herself and asked) and that she was more concerned with how long the tests would take and the fact that they were closing. My Dr.s office was already closed so I made the decision to just go the next morning to a different lab and have the tests done. Yes, I got the tests done, with no problem what so ever at the new lab... yes it was lengthy, 21 vials of blood and a whole lot of computer work putting the tests in. But they never once complained and were really nice. I was faint and not sure if they left me any blood, being I don't have a lot to start with anyway! I don't know if the tests will be any good since they were taken on the morning of day 5, but I'll discuss that with the Dr when I go in for the results. 

• Next test... the Horrid HSG. Today, which was also on the verge of not happening because of the stupid hurricane that hit my coast head on. Thankfully, after being evacuated from my home and living with my parents for two days, the storm spared us from too much damage. But the area where my test was supposed to happen was hit even harder. So i called this morning to verify and they were open and ready to go!! YAY. at least something was working in my favor. Now anyone who knows me IRL knows i don't have much tolerance for pain. That and the fact that my insides don't usually cooperate with these types of tests, had me feeling quite sick to my stomach. So my Doc. shows up to the radiology place right on time and we get started. I followed the instructions and took 800mg of advil and an @tivan pill. That shit did nothing... no.help.at.all. My cervix was tipped so sideways he could not get the cath into my uterus. There were many clamps and various other torture devices tools involved that it felt like he was pulling my uterus right outta my body. Not very nice. After much struggle, he got the cath in and completed the test. He quickly showed me the films and pointed out that my right tube does not look good. So again, I cried. He calmed me down, told me to relax. He needed to go back to the office, go over the bloodwork and look at the rest of the films before we speak again, he wanted to have the whole picture to decide how to proceed. I was supposed to hear back from him today, but I'm assuming that my blood work was not there, so he didn't call yet. 

• We talked about my Thalassemia and what that would entail in regards to genetic testing and other hemoglobinopathies that would have to be considered and tested. I wasn't really listening, I was still stuck on the image of my malfunctioning right fallopian tube.

To say that this week has kinda sucked is an understatement..  

I've lost all the warm and fuzzy feelings about this for the moment. Hopefully after I have the conversation with him I will find them again. Hopefully.

~night