I had an appointment with my doctor this morning to discuss my difficulties conceiving. I was ready to give him a gold mine of information about my cycles, the measures I've been taking to get pregnant, the frequency of our baby dancing, my exercise regimen, my caffeine and alcohol intake, etc.
Turns out it wasn't necessary. The plan for now will be to have Mr. S' sperm tested. Since there's only one test that needs to be done for him, it's way easier to start with him. I will be referred to a fertility clinic pending his test results.
Now this wasn't our expectation. We thought I would be tested and then if it came to that, then Mr. S would be. I spoke to him when I got home and he didn't seem to be overly thrilled although he understand that this step is necessary in order for me to be tested. I choose to look on the bright side... At least he didn't flat out say "f*ck it" and refused to do it!
I have to say I'm glad he's taken a common-sense approach to this by holding my referral to the fertility clinic... At the same time, I'll be 35 in a few months and I don't want to waste any more time than necessary.
Mr. S is booked in to see the doctor on Wednesday. Hopefully, he gets tested quickly and we get the results we want!
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