Meningitis, Swine Flu and Sperm

I've never been someone who disliked going to the doctor for fear of hearing bad things. I know this sounds bizarre, but I want to know what the problem is. When I was in middle school, my parents and teachers sent me for IQ testing and testing related to ADD, learning disabilities and things of that sort. The doctor told me to write down what I hoped would transpire, and I wrote "I hope you find out what's wrong with my head." A strange thing to say as a middle schooler, but I wanted answers, I wanted reasons. If I have a headache, I want to know the reason. If I don't have a reasonable reason, I jump to meningitis, lyme disease and other such things. Thankfully I don't have meningitis, lyme disease or even swine flu. I have a headache. Maybe its allergies, maybe its stress. Its just a headache, and I won't die from it. At least not today.

On Monday, we went to a fertility specialist to find out why, after a year, I am not pregnant. The answer thus far is, "Unexplained Infertility". Could we be any more vague? There is nothing wrong with the swimmers, they all swim just fine. At first glance, everything looks fine on my front as well. Therefore, the infertility is "unexplained". So now we make sure the things the doctor can't "see" are healthy as well. I went for blood work yesterday. Six, count them six viles of blood taken from my arm. On the 30th I will go for a dye test to make sure nothing is blocked. Blood work will take a week or so to come back and the dye test is done by a doctor, so he can tell me the results right then and there. While there are not actual answers right at this moment, there is movement towards answers, which is better than sitting around not knowing, which is what it has been for the last several months. I can sleep through the night because I know there is something that can be done. I can look at a baby without feeling like I'm going to burst into tears. While there still aren't reasons, there is the possibility of results.