Today, I generously donated 14 vials of blood to the doctor's office! This is by far the most I have ever done..
|look at all the pretty colors and labels...|
I was like, "I didn't drive all the way up here for you to tell us we have bad luck!" I was tight for a bit because medical professionals have a tendency to downplay your concerns in general and downplay the pain of loss, specifically. He mentioned that he had seen many patients with multiple miscarriages and that nine times out of 10 the issue is some kind of chromosomal abnormality.
I wish that gave me some comfort but it really doesn't. I really would rather point the finger at something concrete. Something we can fix. He repeatedly told us that he thought the tests would come back normal and that we just had to keep trying. If I hear "just keep trying" one more time, I think I'll scream!!
I have no doubt that DoctorDude has years of experience which make him an expert in these matters but what happened to "the customer is always right?" Run the damn tests and then take several seats!!
Side note: I love the Tamar & Vince show but I hate the way she's carrying on about being pregnant. For someone who was having issues getting pregnant in the first place, she sure is dismissive about the whole thing.
Hopefully, all the tests WILL come out normal but I can't say I'm mentally or emotionally prepared to play roulette a few more times until we get lucky.