Been pregnant? Had a miscarriage? And so on and on... I hate those medical questionnaires. The spouse and I were filling ours out, and at some point he said out loud: "Have you ever experienced seizures or convulsions? Well, only when filling out these forms."
I dream of a medical passport that contains your whole medical history. You just hand it in and they can have access to your medical misfortunes without you having to be reminded of them.
But it's over. I had my first appointment with the new RE thanks to a last minute cancellation. She seemed very thorough and also willing to listen. The timing was perfect. I was going to have my first birth control pill of the cycle this evening, so they were able to do the bloodwork today (ouch, 11 test tubes). And, since I am starting again on the pill, they had more freedom to schedule a hysterosonogram. She had access to my hysterosalpingogram and the MRI that they performed last year after the miscarriage, and she agrees that my uterus is heart-shaped and that there does not seem to be a septum dividing it. But she wants to get a better idea of what's going on.
Funny, she said at some point that I have all symptoms for PCOS except ovarian cysts. I had to remind her that I do get ovarian cysts regularly, and the only reason I did not have them today was thanks to three months of BCP. I hope she's not the kind of doctor who forgets things and you have to remind them to her over and over.
Anyway, the important thing is: No cysts! Yay!
Oh, and I decided not to go with the blue-gray socks. Even if they had some specks of colors, they were not loud enough. I wore these ones instead: