Infertility: Making friends with the baton!

May 1st was my six year dating anniversary with Col, if I hadn’t been so stubborn and just said ‘yes’ when he first asked, it’d be six and a half years!

What better way to spend our date-iversary than at a fertility specialist’s office?

photo(27)I described it as ‘going to see a man about a baby’.  I’d been referred to Dr Dunn by a good friend of mine, she herself had trouble with fertility and after becoming Dr Dunn’s patient had herself a healthy pregnancy.  My OBGYN had referred me to a Reproductive Endocrinologist, but we’d decided to go with someone that we had a personal referral from someone that’s had first hand experience with him.

photo(28)As you can see, Col came with me…I won’t lie, I was nervous.  I’d not slept very well in about two weeks and while I’d love to say my appointment had nothing to do with that, I don’t like lying to my readers.  It’s not so much that I was afraid of the appointment, I guessed that he’d take bloods and would probably want an up to date ultrasound (I’d not had an ultrasound done since 2009) but that no major procedures would be done at our first meeting – so nothing *really* to worry about.

What bothered me most, however, was the mere fact that the appointment had to happen at all.

Rational or not, I shouldn’t *need* help to get pregnant, let alone need to go to my third doctor on this journey, a man, to help me figure out what bits of my female self are broken – and potentially how to fix myself.

The office staff were very nice, the lady that called me from the main waiting room was the same lady that waved me off to get bloods done at the end.  I liked that, there was a lot of changing rooms:

Sign in, wait in waiting room, blood pressure and weight taken, back to waiting room,  appointment with the doctor in his office, move forward through the maze to a red couch where you wait for ultrasound tech to call you to another waiting room, ultrasound room, and back full circle to check out desk.  But the whole time you have the same nurse with you – it was certainly reassuring.

photo(29)Let me tell you what I learned (or at least remembered) from my appointment with Dr Dunn: (it’ll be quicker to bullet-point it, than to try and recount what I can remember!)

  • PCOS is the single most common endocrine ‘defect’ in women all across the globe.
  • Dr’s and OBGYN’s tend to count cysts of a certain size or bigger (usually 1cm) to diagnose PCOS, reproductive endocrinologists and fertility specialists? They count all cysts.
  • It’s likely that PCOS and insulin resistance was partially to blame for my gallbladder issues in 2010.
  • For a guy, taking a darily multi-vitamin can notably help improve the quality of sperm.
  • While many pre-natal vitamins contain folic acid, it’s recommended that you take additional amounts of folic acid.  It’s been clinically proven that those women who take higher amounts of folic acid are less likely to have babies with spine and heart defects.
  • You can’t take too much folic acid, you can’t overdose.  He said that you can essentially go home and swallow the entire bottle and the only downside would be that you have very expensive pee!
  • One of the easiest ways of telling that someone has insulin resistance is to look at the base of their neck/top of their spine (or underarm) as that’s where the insulin tends to be deposited.  The skin will look darker.  He said that next time I’m out grocery shopping and in a line, to have a sneaky look at the people I’m surrounded by, it’s more noticeable in darker skin than my pasty Irish stuffs!
  • My doctor, when she gave me Metformin, she was trying to treat me with a ‘diabetic’ dose of metformin.  I gained 25lbs on it and gave up after 2-3 months.  Apparently for PCOS, the dose of metformin needs to be higher to improve how your body processes insulin, so I agreed to try his method for a while and see how that goes.
  • I learned that with PCOS (tests will mostly confirm this diagnosis), my body is producing insulin but doesn’t really know what to do with it.  So it keeps requesting that more and more is produced – which, in turn, produces more male hormone (potentially the reason we’re having trouble getting pregnant).  He said if I ate the same thing as many of you, you’d produce ‘x’ amount of insulin to process it, whereas for me, I’d produce two or three times the amount of insulin to process the same food.  It takes longer, my blood sugar will spike higher, take longer to return to normal and will be more inclined to drop below baseline (hence the suggestion below for my diet changes).
  • He asked if I’d ever tested beyond a positive ovulation test, to see if I have ever ovulated twice in one month – which, I haven’t.  It’s not something I’ve ever considered!
  • Obesity exacerbates insulin resistance, and insulin resistance can lead to obesity – it’s a catch 22, never-ending circle, or, as Dr Dunn said, ‘the snowball rolling down the hill’.

photo(30)When you’re in this situation, it’s all about the little things that help you through it, (for example, the socks on the stirrups in the picture above).  When you’re lying back and thinking of vacation, chocolate and puppies – anything other than what’s actually happening to you – and here at the Fertility Specialists of Houston, this is what you see when you’re staring at the ceiling:

photo(31)It’s a mobile, the pieces all move slowly, methodically and are quite soothing to keep your attention north of the border – genius!

Outcomes of the appointment:

  • My bloods were taken after my chat with the doctor.  I have since had a call from them to say they want to talk about my Vitamin D levels, but I can’t seem to get hold of them to find out what the issue is.
  • I had my first internal ultrasound, which was even more unpleasant than I anticipated because one of my ovaries were playing hide and seek!  I’ve been told to make friends with this nifty ‘little’ device, because I’m going to be very familiar with it by the time I’m done!
  • Went home with a prescription for Metformin (gradually building up to 1500mg/day) and folic acid.
  • He recommended I try to drastically change my lifestyle habits, progressing to 6 small meals per day totalling between 1600-1800 cals.
  • Col will get re-tested in 4 weeks, his last test was July 2012.
  • Fasting blood test and 2hrs later a glucose test will be done when we get back from vacation.
  • On day 1 of my next cycle, I’ll have another round of blood work done.
  • Follow-up appointment will be in 6 weeks.

It was emotionally draining for sure, my appointment with the doctor lasted for about 70 minutes – but it flew by, when we’d finished I couldn’t believe the time on the clock.  My husband came with me, it was recommended by my friend – partially for emotional support, but partially because it’s beneficial to have him there for questioning with the doctor, it’s like a two-for-one thing.  You both get to ask and answer questions and it helps to have a second brain on-hand, because you’re so worked up about the whole thing, that he can often remember things that you may not.

Make a list of questions to bring with you – things that come to you at stupid o’clock during the night, or in the bath, or in the aisles of the grocery store – don’t be afraid to ask questions, even if you’ve asked them to ten different doctors, ten times over.  Sometimes, you’ll get the ‘right’ answer from the eleventh doctor!

I also did something else this time, many of you will feel like me, like everything that makes you inherently female, your total feminine essence is broken, has let you down.  Like you’re a defective woman.  Ahead of this appointment, I went for a mani-pedi, something totally girlie and feminine to help me feel better and for after the appointment, I scheduled afternoon tea with some of my girlies and it really helped.  It was nice to do something girlie, relaxing and distracting from the short-comings of my femininity.

The next time I do see Dr Dunn, he’ll have 4 different types of blood results to go through, a sperm analysis and an ultrasound.  Plus I’ll have had 6 weeks of Metformin, so I’ll be up to full dose of 1500mg/day for and will be making huge adjustments to my eating habits when I get back from vacation.

Fingers crossed that this is the door down the path to being healthier and losing weight and hopefully to getting pregnant!

So, you’ve arrived in Houston. Now what?

P1190024I’ve been thinking (no, it didn’t hurt) and I figure that since I’ve been in Texas for almost four years now, it’s only fair for me to document some of the more basic expat elements of living here, to help share my experience.  If I help make even one persons transition to Houston an easier one, then it’s worth the time it takes to put these blog posts together.

Plus, given the transient life we lead, we may end up leaving Houston and having to come back at some stage, so I want to keep track of the important stuff – just ’cause.

There’s so many questions that spring to mind when you first disembark that plane at George Bush intercontinental.

You’re officially an expat.

You’re a visitor in someone else’s country.

You have no idea what to do.

In spite of the potential support at your disposal, whether it’s from your husbands company or for some, your own company, ultimately, you’re on your own to figure things out.  That, is lesson one.

By now, you’ve probably already made the important decisions;

Where to live? (or you’re in temporary accommodation)

What to drive? (or you’re in a rental/hire car)

But what next? What’s the first step of your expat life in Houston once you get settled in your new digs, with your new ride?

I’ve asked around, most people want to know the medical things.  Doctor.  Dentist.  OBGYN.  And while I can’t really endorse anyone, or testify to their medical background, I can tell you who I go to and what my experiences have been – make sure these providers are covered by your insurance before you make an appointment with them!

Doctor

At home in N.Ireland, we call them a GP, general practitioner.  Here, in Houston, they are called family doctors.  I started off with someone that I didn’t like at all, but, pretty quickly found the one for me, her name is Dr Tiffany Albritton.

Her primary office is in Memorial Hermann, Sugar Land, 17510 W Grand Pkwy S Ste 310,
Sugar Land, TX 77479 Phone: (281) 725-5855 and I can’t recommend her highly enough, she’s peppy and positive, but not sickeningly sweet and fake.  She’s genuine, caring and most importantly, she listens and between you, you figure out a treatment plan that works for you.  She doesn’t jump straight to medication and she’s always armed with a number of alternatives to present you with.

Dentist

I’ve only ever gone to one dentist, Dr Jessica Ransom over at Rocky Creek dental care.  I’m TERRIBLE for dentists, I HATE going to see the dentist, it fills me with more fear than cockroaches, spiders and all kinds of snakes and creepy crawlies.  The first time I met Dr Jessica, I told her I was beyond terrified of dental treatment and that she’d need to handle me with kid-gloves.  She made a note on my file and from then on, I got numbing gel before I got any needles, I got asked a number of times during procedures if I was ok.  I can’t imagine ever going to anyone else – I love this office so much, that I voluntarily had them replace my UK/NHS silver fillings with white ones – that says a LOT for me!

OBGYN (aka: gynecological doctor)

Again, it took me one or two cracks at an OBGYN before I found one that I absolutely LOVE and totally trust with my girlie parts.  Her name is Dr Katherine Diase over in Southwest OBGYN and if you need anything ‘girlie’ done, make the appointment.  You may have a wait (which I haven’t had before with any medical professionals here in Houston) but she is most definitely worth the wait!

For more options, or for various parts of Houston, that isn’t Sugar Land, go to your insurance providers website.  I know with Cigna, they have an online database that you can search for specific care providers, different areas of Houston and in-network too.

Where do you go to get your Texas driving license?

Houston isn’t a walking-friendly city, there’s poor public transport and the entire city is HUGE.  It took me upwards of a year to get my Texas driving license, I put it off and off because I was scared, of driving here, of the test, everything.

An individual can legally drive with a valid, unexpired driver license from another state or country for up to 90 days after moving to Texas.  For information on how to get set up with a Texas driving licence, go to the Texas department of safety, here.

Advice: Don’t be afraid.  The roads in Houston are totally crazy, but just dive right in.  Take the bull by the horns and get behind the wheel, it’s scary, but the more you do it, the more confidence you’ll get.

The test itself is pretty short and simple, a lot easier than the one I sat in Northern Ireland many moons ago.  Don’t delay – sign up and get it over with, you’ll be glad you did.

Don’t restrict yourself.  Many people who move to Houston, refuse to drive out of their subdivision, townies won’t drive to Katy or Sugar Land and vice versa.  Restricting yourself is a bad idea, build up your driving experience and open yourself up to the entire city, not just your little bit.

PLEASE invest in an EZ Tag when you move to Houston!

Some people may tell you it’s not worth the money, some may tell you it’s not necessary, but I am not that person.  I’ll tell you that it’s cheap at twice the price, and it is, most definitely necessary.  I will use toll roads on any and every journey I can – and my husband both supports and encourages that decision.

How do you get an EZ tag? Go here, to the Harris County toll road authority website and sign up online.

Why should you get an EZ tag?

1.  Rush Hour. I use toll roads during times of high volumes of traffic.  Most Houstonians won’t pay to get where they are going, as an expat, I’d rather pay the 50c – $1.50 to get to where I’m going, in order to avoid sitting in a traffic jam for anywhere up to an hour.  Toll roads cut my journeys to a fraction of the time they could be.

2. Safety.  Personally, I find the toll roads safer, the volume of traffic is less (cause you have to pay) and with that, comes a somewhat reduce risk of getting in to an accident.  I’d say I’m a feminist, but when it comes to driving in Houston, I tend to be on the road at the same time as many other housewives.  Housewives who drive cars that aren’t necessarily suited to them (you’ll see many SUV’s/minivans).

As much as I’d love to fall down on the side of my fellow ‘sisters in arms’, I can’t, the women in Houston are generally terrible drivers.  On their phones, searching in their purses, paying attention to their kids – anything but the road, applying make up – I’ve even seen people painting their toenails while driving.  It’s crazy.  I’ll do anything to get off the ‘main’ roads and away from the crazies.

3.  Shortest route.  Oftentimes the toll roads are the shortest route – again, that works in my favour with all the driving I do here in the great city of Houston.

How do you register your car in Texas?

Motor vehicle owners in Texas are required by law to register their vehicles annually.  You have 30 days from the time you move here to register your vehicle in the state and the place you get your registration from, is NOT the same place you get your license from.

For more information on how to register your car when you move to Texas, read here.

How to choose your utilities providers

Power to choose is a website where you can learn about electric competition in Texas and shop for electricity providers.  Beware though, some of the companies that appear cheapest, aren’t exactly the cheapest – there are fees attached to the prices stated, be sure to check this.

For us personally, we have used the same utilities providers for our entire stay here in Houston, so I can’t really compare with any others, but I can say we’ve been happy enough with service and price charged – that we haven’t strayed (and I’m a coupon junkie so I’m all about saving cash!)  Reliant (electric), CenterPoint (gas) and Comcast (cable internet).

Prescriptions – a quick insight

For many things you just have to go to in to the drug store/pharmacy and get it ‘OTC’, over the counter.  However, every now and then, you’ll have to go to your doctor and get medications by prescription.  Drugs here in the US can be quite expensive, so when your doctor is writing the script, tell them that you’d prefer the ‘generic’ version – as this could save you a fortune, some named brands aren’t covered by certain insurance types, as well as the fact that the generic brand is notably cheaper to begin with – and it’s the same thing!

Sometimes your doctor will call the prescription through to a pharmacy of your choice (be it closest to home, or your kids school), but you may need to bring your prescription card (a card you’ll get through the mail from your insurance company) to set up your ‘rapport’ with your pharmacy at your first visit.  Once you’ve done this, you shouldn’t need to do it again.  It’s pretty much setting up a relationship between your docs office and your pharmacy – it’s an important step and according to Col, it’s the thing that most foxed him when he first moved here.

If I’ve missed something, or you think there’s something that would be of benefit to add on this post – please, feel free to let me know!

It’s playoff time!

Man, oh man! Do I ever love playoff hockey!  For those of you who watched tonight’s Aeros game and it was your first time, you might think that this is the “every day” standard of hockey, I hate to break it to ya, this is a very special level of hockey.

A level of hockey reserved specifically for post-season.

Playoff hockey.

No matter how sore you are at the end of regular season, no matter how tired, or, I hate to suggest, bored of regular-season hockey, the playoffs roll around and, boom!

It’s like a new lease of life injected into the teams and fans alike. An immediate recharge of energy strikes, almost like its the first game of the season, only way more intense.

There’s something about playoff season that brings out the grittiest, most determined and unrelenting hockey I’ve ever seen.  The guys on the ice give more than “usual”, they fight for every puck, they dig deep in the corners and scramble right up until the very last second of play.

Hopes are renewed and expectations, high.  At playoffs, anything can happen. Even the most underdog of teams have a shot at glory.

At playoffs, it’s a clean slate.

At playoffs ‘level playing’ field (so to speak).

At playoffs, all bets are off.

The crowds are louder.  The hits are harder and the glory, is much, much more glorious. For every biscuit that goes in the basket, you’d think we had won the Stanley cup.

Every shot is met with baited breath.

Every save is magnified like the goalie is catching flies with chopsticks…and let’s not forget, that every man looks much scruffier than their wives would probably like them to, as they spot the most impressive beards you’ll see around.

Playoffs bring out what my friend Sarah refers to as the ‘batshit-crazy’ in folk.  Players, fans, cheerleaders everyone behaves like it could be the last game of hockey they are ever going to be a witness to, like they’re battling for their lives, battling to be the last men standing at the end of a long, hard, grueling slog of a playoff run.

The difference this season, however, is that every game of hockey we watch the Aeros play, really could be their last – and that makes me sad on a level I can’t really put in to words.  Every ‘picked pocket’, every interception and every turnover catches my breath in my throat and watching my boys play out of their skin tonight was so bittersweet I could have cried.

I will write an ‘Aeros epitaph’ when the playoff run is over, that’s the least they’ll deserve, but for now, I hold out hope for a long and healthy playoff run.  I hope that our players won’t get poached by the Wild and that our guys will get to ride out on the high that they deserve.

But right now? I’m riding the high of a 3-0 win over the Grand Rapids Griffois in Game 1, and am totally psyched for Game 2 on Sunday! photo(25)

MS150: Houston to Austin!

For those of you unaware, the MS150 is a two day bike ride between Houston and Austin, in actual fact, it runs just over 180 miles long and raises money for victims of Multiple Sclerosis.  Bike MS events aim to pull the whole community together by gathering support from local businesses, elected officials, residents and people living with MS.

Previously, I had a fleeting knowledge of the event.  I knew what it was, I knew where it was and I knew what it was for, but I’ve never personally had any interactions, until this year.

With my friends grandfather being gravely ill and an uncertainty surrounding their MS150 weekend plans, we agreed that we wouldn’t let her husband cross the finish line after cycling his first MS150, without having someone there to cheer him on.  We committed to making the trip to Austin on the Sunday, but I don’t think we really give it much thought, other than the fact we were driving to Austin to pick Sam up when he was done.

We didn’t bring any number of things that we should have (and probably would have, if we thought it through properly) and it turned in to way more than we thought it would.  We left Houston early, earlier than we needed to, but we were woken early by the dogs we were dog-sitting and decided we may as well hit the road.

IMG_8014The drive was swift and easy, and because we arrived pretty early (around 10am), we landed a parking space about a block from the finish line, right at the Capitol building.  We walked around the Capitol grounds (for old time sake – as that was our first ever Capitol building) over to the finish line, through the vendor booths (which included a Lupe Tortilla stand that made my taste buds dance!) and set up camp just past the finish line.

IMG_8023Riders were trickling through already, I guess some of them went straight from the overnight point with no stops and there were throngs of people standing around (or sitting on camping chairs) waiting for their friends and loved ones to cross the line.

The atmosphere was electric and I’d be lying if I didn’t say I was totally overwhelmed with emotion.  For the first half hour or so, I cried as I applauded and cheered.  I guess a combination of the Boston Marathon bombing, being totally gobsmacked at the thousands of people who had come out to give the finger to terrorists and haters and knowing that these riders had done a grueling two-day ride.

IMG_8037The reminder of recent events wasn’t too far away, sniffer dogs, police presence and a number of police riders.  I got choked up more times than I can count, watching people reunited with their loved ones after their two-day personal challenges, watching first-timers and ‘vets’ crossing the line, fist pumping, high-fiving, some even crying themselves, the constitution cycling shirts, the American flags, the positivity, hope and love that we were surrounded by?

IMG_8054It was amazing.

It was a very moving and humbling experience.

Things we brought? Ourselves and this kick-ass sign.

IMG_8019Things we wished we’d brought?

Camping chairs – you’ll be there a while!

Tissues – if you’re an emotional wreck like me!!
Cowbells/clapping hands/noisemakers – clapping for 3 hours took it’s toll.  Our hands were stinging.  I had to take breaks.  If I’d brought my cowbell, making lots of noise would have been much easier.

Sun cream, hat and water – Col and I are sporting some pretty fly sunburn (thankfully not as bad as it could have been had I not been wearing a t-shirt, a tank-top would have left much more damage!) and I’m pretty sure I’m dehydrated.

Col with our rider friends, Gunnar and Sam

Col with our rider friends, Gunnar and Sam

What’s your fertility 5?

RESOLVE is proud to launch its first online personal assessment tool for women and men who are unsure if they should see a fertility specialist, called Fertility 5.

Do you have 5 rules to live by when it comes to infertility?  Here are my 5 tips for your fertility journey:

1. Don’t compare your journey to anyone else’s.

I know, it’s hard.  I do it myself.  I look around and see everyone I ‘started with’, with babies, with toddlers, or pregnant for the second or third time.  Like ‘they’ always say, ‘these things take time’, but there’s no hard and fast rules.  For many people, it’s the simple question of timing, for some people they get pregnant as quickly as they decide to start trying.  For others, they try for years and eventually get pregnant naturally with seemingly no explanation as to why it took so long in the first place.

Be patient (holy crap is that ever hard!!) take big deep breaths and remember that you’re not alone – even if you feel like you’re the only one on earth who is struggling to have a baby and if you feel like it’ll never happen.  Everyone’s timeline is different, and while we are all sharing a common experience, everyone’s experience will be different.

2. Don’t close any doors.

I know some people who brace themselves and run in to this process with a very definite finish line in mind.

‘I won’t go past this stage…’

‘I’ll stop when…’

‘I won’t do that…’

Please keep an open mind, take each stage and hurdle, independently, and give it due consideration.  How you feel from the outset of your journey and how you feel during different phases of your journey, are often very different – don’t rule anything out.  At least until you’ve given it some serious thought.

3. Research and plan.

In the same breath as telling you not to close any doors, I’m also telling you to plan.  I know, it sounds almost like I’m countermanding my own advice but having a rough idea of what is potentially in your future is never a bad thing – especially for someone like me, who is, most definitely, a list person.

Those of you trying to conceive (TTC) should be taking pre-natal vitamins, many of you will be checking your basal temperature, tracking your cycle (I have an app on my iPhone for that), peeing on ovulation prediction kits (OPK’s), using special pH balancing lubricant, dangling upside down from your bed, sleeping with your legs in the air and all kinds of weird and wonderful things to try and get pregnant, there’s a lot of balls in the air.

Do your research, make a list and plan, whether it’s a list of all of the potential next steps, or if it’s just one step at a time – it helps to have something to check off.

The rough and general progression of the process (which I wish someone had told me before I started) that people tend to follow is this: ‘try’ independently for six months, visit with an OBGYN, have an ultrasound, get bloodwork done, undergo an HSG , go see a reproductive endocrinologist, take clomid (fertility drug), undergo a laparoscopy, IUI, IVF – but again, I refer you to step #1 – don’t compare your journey to anyone else’s.

4. Listen to everyone, about everything, but try not to take it all in.

Everyone’s got an opinion, a plethora of advice to offer, war stories, battle scars, third party stories,

‘I heard that you should try this…’

‘This worked for my friend…’

The list of old wives tales is pretty long, you’ll have any number of people telling you to ‘relax’ and ‘just enjoy the trying’, you’ll get very good at nodding and smiling, grinning through gritted teeth.

Be a sponge, absorb all the information around you, being educated is a great tool.  Take it home, process it and just use what you need – you and you alone will know what that is.  You won’t need everything you hear or learn, again see #1, everyone’s journey is different!

5. Talk it out.

Don’t suffer in silence, don’t go through this alone.  It’s not easy.  None of it, trying for a baby, failing to produce a baby, the emotional quagmire surrounding fertility – it’s a pretty tough assault course and there’s plenty of people out there going through a similar experience.

Read blogs, read articles, get in contact with a RESOLVE support group (wanna know why? Check out Betsy Campbell at Resolve and her 5 reasons to join a support group, here), heck, even start a blog, or a support group – whatever it takes to help you deal.  There’s a captive audience out there – use it!

Do you think you might be suffering from infertility? Check out RESOLVE’s personal assessment tool, Fertility 5, here.

Do you have tips for people embarking on a fertility journey? Share them in the comments below…

Five museums for ~five bucks in Houston, Part I: 1940 Air terminal museum

A few months ago, I made a date-jar.  A jar filled with lolly-pop sticks, each with a date night idea written on it, opening times and the price of each activity, funny though, it was only this past weekend that we actually DID something from the jar – and the choice wasn’t at random, it was a specific lolly-pop stick that I wanted us to try out, especially cause, as Col pointed out, the media told him that it was husband appreciation day – and I knew he’d appreciate the choice.

The 1940′s Air terminal museum.

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“The 1940 Air Terminal Museum is housed in the original art-deco Houston Municipal Airport building at present-day William P. Hobby Airport. The Museum showcases the rich heritage of civil aviation, including the airlines, general aviation and business aviation. Exhibits include Houston’s fascinating aviation history”.

IMG_7896For an admission of only $5 pp, I thought it was a great choice to start with.  Cheap, a nice drive away (the weather was perfect) and we were up at a reasonable enough hour to actually enjoy our Saturday – instead of sleeping through it, as we may have been known to do on occasion.

When we arrived, we signed the guest book, paid admission and serendipitously met one of the volunteers at the museum, Geoff Scripture.  He talked to us for over a half hour about the history of the museum, he talked us through it’s creation, development, growth and eventual ‘retirement’ – he was wonderfully educated and was a great story teller, I found it all very interesting indeed.

I love the PanAm TV show, so found this very interesting!

I love the PanAm TV show, so found this very interesting!

“A visit to the Museum also affords a front row vantage point to Hobby Airport’s diverse airport operations. Between airline traffic, business aviation and frequent fixed wing and rotary wing general aviation traffic, the Museum has an air show every day.”

We had a lot of fun and because it was the 3rd weekend of the month, it was, what they call ‘Wings and Wheels’, featuring static displays of airplanes and automobiles, and is one of the museums fundraisers.  Food is provided by a drive-up food vendor or cooked in-house.

IMG_7925We got there too late for the food (though after the stupidly bad experience we had at a local restaurant I kinda wish we’d thought to eat at the museum) and for most of the Wheels and Wings bit, but the museum itself had plenty to look at and read and standing outside watching the planes take off and land was lots of fun and both Col and I were very glad we found this little gem!

IMG_7929IMG_7940Operating hours & admission

The 1940 Air Terminal Museum is open to the public between the hours of:

10:00 a.m. to 5:00 p.m. Tuesday through Saturday

1:00 p.m. to 5:00 p.m. on Sunday

The Museum is closed on Mondays.

Admission is $5.00 for adults and $2.00 for children.

Wings & Wheels Ticket prices: $7 Adults, $3 Kids (12 and under) Wings & Wheels ticket price includes: static aircraft tours, special programs in the Starliner Theater, museum tours, and admission to the museum.

Let me know if you check it out!

Join the movement: A problem shared, is a problem halved!

555932_349601605141987_66360544_nWith my impending appointment with a new doctor, (a reproductive endocrinologist) shining like a big ole scary beacon on my infertility horizon, I thought that this week, National infertility awareness week, is the perfect opportunity to get back up on my infertility awareness soap-box and ask y’all to, ‘join the movement’.

Join the movement to bring infertility support groups to every community, increase and protect access to all family building options and help change the conversation about infertility.”

For new readers, I have a couple of blog posts about my own infertility journey here:

Don’t ignore, every path has it’s puddle

Taking the first step, for the second time

Hope: Thy name is Shelley

I have also started a Fertility Friends segment, sharing stories (some, anonymously) from friends of mine who want to share their own journey.  If that’s you – please get in touch!

I talk a lot (no way!! lol!) to a lot of people and each week, someone, whether a new friend, someone I’ve known for a while or someone I’ve known for years upon years brings up their own infertility, or the fertility of someone close to them. Even today, at lunch, my friend said to another friend, ‘We (meaning she and I) are ‘aliens’ to many people.  The worst experience I had was when a woman asked if I had kids, and when I said no, she turned on her heel and walked away’.

It’s as though some people think they couldn’t possibly have anything in common with someone who has no children, yet if only they knew just how soul destroying the sheer tugging of one’s uterus can be, without them adding additional fuel to our already raging fires.

1 in 8 couples, or approximately 7.1 millions Americans deal with infertility.

1 in 11 couples, or approximately 4 millions Americans deal with secondary infertility, and they account for about 50% of all infertility cases.

What I don’t understand is, with so many people suffering from various levels of infertility, why it’s not a more prevalent conversation topic in larger circles? Why, with so many people trudging through the mire, is this hush hush and taboo? It is a deep, dark secret that many folk so often, work insanely hard to keep hidden and these people get really good at it.  To look at most of them, you’d never know.

However, for me, personally, talking about my own experiences helps me deal with my own journey.  Being open with people, whether in my inner circle, or total strangers, helps me understand that my ‘infertility-crazy’, is pretty darn normal.  That being totally consumed by the process, the what-if’s, the roller coaster ride, the alienation from pretty much everyone you know, the misconceptions, the hurtful, flippant comments, the smiling through gritted teeth when you’re told ‘just relax, it’ll happen’ is all something that many people go through as well.

It’s not just me.

Your self-doubt and feeling the betrayal of your own body? That’s normal too.

Not only that, but, as it turns out, you can be a family with out kids – no one ever tells you that either, eh?

My own journey is beginning to ramp up, we’ve been unprotected for almost four years, I’ve only done the basic, preliminary testing but I’m getting ready to go see the R.E next week.  Clomid cycles, possible laparoscopy, IUI and IVF are all the next steps on this long and difficult path.

I don’t know how far along the path I need to go and, as much as I hate to admit it, I don’t know how far along the path I am prepared to go, or am strong enough to go.  But, what I do know, is that I am resolved to give it a bloody good shot.

For those of you who aren’t yet aware, the national infertility association is called RESOLVE.  It’s a wonderful organization (that I’ve only fairly recently been made aware of, this is my second year writing a Resolve infertility awareness week blog – my first one is here, I’m super excited to be a part of the movement!) and next month, I am joining their ranks to walk their 5K ‘Walk of Hope’ here in Houston, to raise both awareness for their association, and some cash.  Please considering donating a few spare bucks, here.

Each year, RESOLVE celebrates National Infertility Awareness Week with a blog theme, and this year, it’s Join the Movement. I am joining in because I, and many, many people who I love in my life, have been touched by the horrible affliction of infertility and I think it’s something that needs shared and talked about more – not swept under a rug.

We’re all in this together.

We are not alone.

We are RESOLVED.

I AM resolved.

Personal services: My “Where to go for the ‘little’ luxuries in life” post!

In the last 24 hours I’ve been asked once who does my hair (I’m asked that at least once a week) twice where I get my eyebrows done and three times where I get my nails done.  I figure that the easiest way to share my service professionals with my ‘peeps’, is by blogging about it (cause I know y’all read my blog every. single. day!!)

For me, it’s about striking a fine balance, between reasonable pricing, good service and friendly people who I am comfortable with and who know me and what I like, so I don’t mind paying a little more sometimes, for a standard of service that I’m happy with.

Eyebrows

Aisha’s Salon & Spa (Sugar Land)
2448 Settlers Way Boulevard, Sugar Land, TX 77479
Phone: (281) 313-0455

For my eyebrows, I have taken a shine to threading since we moved here to Houston.  I started going to Aisha’s salon on Settlers way in December of 2010 (God bless Yelp! For keeping track of when I review things!)

I pay $7 for eyebrow threading and every couple months, I pay an extra whopping $3 for upper lip threading.

This, in case you haven’t gathered, for Houston especially is cheap as chips.  I have never had to wait very long (most of the time I walk in and right up to a chair), I have pretty much had everyone who works there take a turn at my eyebrows and I’ve never been unhappy and it’s pretty close to my house, though for a list of their other locations, click here.

Nails

NaturaBella

5418 HWY 6 Ste. 213
Missouri City, Texas 77459

Phone: 281. 499.9780

I’ve only recently discovered this place, on the recommendation of a friend of mine.  But I’m already regretting not having found this before now.  Evon took her time (though was still pretty quick) and did an excellent job, her prices are very reasonable, she’s very friendly and the salon is gorgeous, I also loved the caffeine free diet coke!!!!!

A basic, express manicure with shellac will set you back $25 (before tip) which, again, is pretty darn reasonable for the Houston area!  I’ll be back for sure!!

Hair

Salon by Drake

2745D Town Center Blvd., Suite 117
Sugarland, Texas 77479

Phone: 281-944-8005

For those of you who are still in the dark about who does my hair, what rock have you been living under? Angel has been doing my hair for well over a year now, I met her when she was still in Regency beauty school, completing her beauty studies.  I can’t recommend her enough, for me, my curly hair is hard to cut ‘right’ and she has done a great job every single time.

She’s also a whizz at colour – and I am living proof, since I’ve had her to a bunch of total transformations over the time we’ve known each other!

Blonde to Red April 2012 (1) Blonde to Red April 2012 (2)Hair cut pricing:

  • Men- $25
  • Kids- $15
  • Women- starts at $45

Colour pricing:

  • Single process starts at $85
  • Color Retouch starts at $55
  • Partial Highlight starts at $75
  • Full highlights start at $95
  • Toner starts at $25
  • Men’s color starts at $45

Chiropractor

West University Wellness

5180 Buffalo Speedway
Houston, TX 77005
Phone: 713-490-2225

One final ‘personal service’ that I’m asked about regularly, is my chiropractor.  I go to see Dr Yeager twice a month and he does great things for my spinal alignment!

If you happen to use any of these services, please let me know what you think of them, and tell them that Las sent ya! ;)

Free Fertility Webinars

I just got this sent to my inbox from the fertility specialists of Houston and thought a few of you may be interested in checking them out.  I’ll report back if I do!

“Surviving the Emotional Roller Coaster of Infertility”

Monday, April 22, 2013 @ 5:45 p.m.

“Nurturing Your Relationships During Infertility”

Thursday, April 25, 2013 @ 5:45 p.m.

These webinars are compliments of Fertility Specialists of Houston and are free to anyone who is struggling with infertility.  Participants will need access to a computer and internet.

Registration is required

“Surviving the Emotional Roller Coaster of Infertility” https://www1.gotomeeting.com/register/581898224

“Nurturing Your Relationships During Infertiltiy” https://www1.gotomeeting.com/register/345611369

Hope: Thy name is Shelley.

So, originally, I was going to name this post, ‘Defective.  Failure.  Computer says no.’ But after having breakfast and lunch with two of my girlfriends today,  I decided to call it something different.  Because, for a split second, my mood has altered somewhat – and I’m trying to grab on to it with both hands.  And not let go.

On Thursday, a friend unknowingly upset me.  She made a flippant comment about something vaguely-fertility related, that when you’re in the midst of the fertility battle, can set you off.  The wheels were kicked in to motion.

On Friday morning, I got my period.  Thankfully I spent the whole day in church, so I could try and calm my soul.  The wheels raced on.

On Sunday night, someone on my Facebook page, not only pretended to be pregnant, but had a fake sonogram, the works.  The wheels just about popped off the wagon.

So, I think I’ve figured it out…why I’m so catastrophically debilitated by the fact that everything inherently female about my body seems to fail me on a monthly basis.  I don’t do well with failure, I’m not used to failing.  I’m used to working hard, for what I want, for putting blood, sweat and tears into something, on a finite schedule.

I know when the goal is.

I know what I need to do to get there.

I make it happen.

My eleven plus, violin and singing grade exams, KS3, GCSE’s, driving test, A-Levels, university finals.  Everything had a timeline.  Everything was on a schedule.  Everything was achievable by a certain time.

By X date, you could have what you need to get to the next stage.

With this, I’m not in control.  I’m running towards a moving goal post and I have no idea if or when the finish line is within reach, if it’s within reach at all.  It’s frustrating, it’s scary and when my period arrives each month, it chips away at another little bit of my soul.

This month was hard, really hard.  In spite of myself, I really had high hopes for my first cycle post HSG and when reality smacked me in the face, it made me hurt.

I’m still hurting.

But I talked to my friend Shelley today and she said some things that made me think, and, like the subject line suggests.  Hope.

Shelley told me that her parents tried for seven years before they had her.  Seven!  She believes that she was born at the exact point in time that she was supposed to.  She had an ace kindergarten teacher, who started teaching the year Shelley went in to kindergarten.  She went to college at the exact right time to meet the man of her dreams.  If she’d been born too soon, or too late, these things wouldn’t have happened the way they did.

A lot of things had to ‘line up’ for the first domino to be pushed over, and the ‘right’ subsequent dominoes to also fall.

She is a firm believer that God has a master plan and when the time is right, he’ll tip over the first domino labeled ‘baby McMaster’ and the rest will follow.  It may sound ridiculous to some of you, but I have always believed that everything happens for a reason.  It’s just frustrating to me that I don’t have a tangible deadline, something finite to work towards and I’m struggling with that.

I think it’s something I’ll always struggle with.

If anyone has tips on how to maintain a healthy balance of hope and the right dose of realism…please let me know!