The verdict

I'll be glad when this week is over, I feel like it's lobbing things at me left, right and centre.
Monday I went for the blood tests that my doctor had ordered. My Dad likes to call Dorevitch "The Vampires", and after Monday's effort I'm tending to agree with him. They took so much blood I half expected to hear the slurping noise like you get when trying to drink the last of a milkshake with a straw.
Tuesday was my scan. An internal one, which is always just lovely, nothing like a camera up the vajutz.
Then yesterday I went to my doctor for the results of both. Apparently my bloods are very good as far as general health goes, but my hormones were "funky", and showed that I haven't ovulated this month. The scan showed a thicker than usual endometrial lining, as well as some growths that are most likely polyps. My ovaries also have more cysts than they did in February.
I've been referred to my local hospital to have a curette ASAP, which will happen hopefully by the end of the year. So until then, no babies for us.
I guess once I've had the curette done, I'll address the fact that I'm not ovulating properly/at all.
I won't lie, I'm a bit scared. I don't like things being wrong with me, let alone with my girly bits. And then I worry that it's more than something simple, and the big C word floats around my head.
I think if I manage to have another baby, I might just get a full hysterectomy. Seems easier than dealing with all of this!

A long overdue update

I finally went back to the doctors this week. I've had some time away in Sydney, and honestly, I was putting it off. I guess going to my doctor to talk about options and what my next steps are is really admitting something is wrong. I feel out of control of my body, and I hate that. But then I started bleeding in between my period, and I've been getting some pretty severe pain, so back I went.
My doctor was really pleased with my weight loss (8kgs now!) but concerned by the bleeding, so now I have a fun round of having bloods taken, and an ultrasound on Tuesday afternoon.
And I'm actually really nervous about it. I worry they might find something sinister, or something that makes my chances of having another baby naturally even harder. "Think positive", I know, I know. I wish it was just that easy. I'm so thankful to have such a supportive husband, a gorgeous daughter who makes me smile and wonderful, understanding friends at times like this, otherwise I truly think I'd lost my mind.
I'll update with the results when  I have them. Prayers are appreciated.
Have a great week.