Pssst...Got a...you know...a....CONDOM? Because I might need a couple. I'm coming up on ye olde fertile windowe, you see, so I'm trying to figure out how to approach the fact that, while I don't believe sex will get me pregnant, I'm not supposed to be trying. And what with our romantic Pittsburgh getaway, it's possible sex will occur.
I imagine it will be clear to you guys that I should do something to ensure I don't accidentally get knocked up before I'm allowed to. But here are the reasons I can't quite imagine stopping by the Student Health Center and grabbing a handful of rubbers.
1. I've had well timed sex for around 20 months, with a few good IUIs in there, and had only a shadow of a pregnancy.
2. My RE kept telling me that the three month waiting period post surgery was arbitrary. That the field doesn't have sound reasons for that recommendation, it just seems about right. Sometimes people cheat. And he didn't say, Don't cheat. He didn't say, Use contraception. Probably because he assumes I'm a responsible person, not a baby-crazed wolverine.
3. I'm a grown woman and should buy my condoms at the drugstore.
It's true all that well-timed sex was with my Old Uterus, not my shiny new one. And sure, the chances that I'd actually get knocked up are slender, but if I did, the consequences could be pretty bad. (I might miscarry. I don't think I could handle that. I feel like I've spent the past six months crawling out of a dark pit, and a miscarriage would put me right back down there, without the strength to move. On the other hand, for some reason I feel like if I ever do get pregnant, I'll have a miscarriage for sure, so I might as well get it over with. Super rational.)
My HSG is tomorrow. I guess I'll put off this decision until I know whether my tubes are even clear.
I'd almost forgotten to freak out over the possibility that everything will be a huge mess. Best get on that!