A big, burly nurse man traveled to our house to take Hubby's blood in November 2010. Poor Hubby hadn't drank enough water and his skinny little vein collapsed. Luckily, the nurse got enough blood to submit for the CF test.
And then the wait......
One Friday night in December 2010, we were out to eat with some friends. Around 7pm, Hubby's phone rang and it was Dr. Mr. Clean's office. He stepped away from the table to take the call and I began to worry. A Doc calling at 7pm on a Friday night? That couldn't be good. But Hubby soon returned to the table to announce that his CF test came back negative. Yay for some good news! And Dr. Mr. Clean wanted us to know as soon as possible when he got the results, so he went ahead and called before he went home for the weekend. He's scoring points with me. So we ordered beer and raised our glasses to negative CF tests.
The next week, Hubby called back his Doc to see about scheduling his MESA Surgery (surgery to go in and remove sperm, assuming they're there). His Doc said that he needed to do 2 more genetic tests before proceeding with MESA. Snot! Just when I thought we'd cleared the hurdles and were ready to go, we had 2 more of these darned genetic tests that take
So, another nurse came to the house and drew blood for the other 2 tests (Y Chromosome Micro Deletion and Karyotyping) in January 2011. My understanding was these tests were to make sure that Hubby had a Y Chromosome and nothing was wrong with it. In the meantime, I had more bloodwork done and had to get an update on my MMR shot. I went to the Health Dept to get that shot since it was cheaper there.
FINALLY, in February 2011, Hubby got the phone call from Dr. Mr. Clean letting us know that all his tests came back fine and we were ready to go. Hubby wanted to schedule MESA and he knew I
Dare I say we were getting there?