The following week after speaking to my GYN about my diagnosis, I called my doctor’s contact at the fertility clinic. A lot of the information I’d like to give you on the amount of time it took them to call me back, and so on. However, it’s vague to me now, as time has passed and I’ve been under a lot of stress from all of this.
What I will tell you is that I finally spoke to either my doctor’s contact or a colleague of that person, and they kind of scared the crap out of me. I told them about my diagnosed condition, and one of the things they said was something like, “Well we only treat women who are looking to have children now.” NOW? NOW? In my head was swirling the question of, “Why do I need to seek treatment only if I’m looking to get knocked up now?”
I tried my best not to get anymore upset than I had been over the months that led up to that moment, but it was becoming difficult for me. I finally made the counselor understand that, no, I was not ready to start trying for children, but wanted to speak to a doctor about some sort of treatment before it was too late. I mean 70% diffused over the entire uterus is a lot of space. Being 32 at the time did not leave me a lot of time, as no one is sure if the adenomyosis began recently or had been creeping ever since I started getting my period when I was 12 years old.
I guess the counselor finally understood where I was coming from, and referred me directly to the receptionist who at first gave me a date in March, 2007 for a doctor. I begged her for a date that was as soon possible, and she found one. My appointment was set for January 9, 2007
