... but I may have found the bottom of that well.
I had my annual exam on the 2nd. You ladies know what that means.
Well there was an issue (yeah don't push there if you don't want me to fly off the table in pain) and they sent me in for a full pelvic ultrasound (like I haven't had a bazillion of these over the past 3 years with all the fertility treatments).
The results came back today.
Go look it up. I'll wait.
Worst case, it comes out kit and kaboodle. It is the only cure. I'm too young to hope menopause is around the corner and hormone treatment is basically birth control pills which is not something I'm willing to start taking again at my age because of the risks involved there.
Plus there are two fibroids, which if I have them removed will probably make the adenomyosis worse. But if I don't, they could block a possible implantation. Getting a little sick of being stuck between a rock and a hard place.
I'm tired of the almost constant pain (which is why I went back in). I'm tired in general of things being wrong with that body part.
My husband and I need to come to terms with the fact that the best course of action might be removal even if means giving up having biological children together.
I think I'm there as much as it hurts. I'm pretty sure he's not. I will hopefully get to speak with the doctor tomorrow about it.
Just so you know, the bottom of the hope spring is a pretty unhappy place.