But I had some wonderful physicians at Honey, Houserman & Long. They never gave up. They never let me believe we wouldn’t find a way, though there were many, many times when I doubted that it would ever happen.
Eventually, they recommended I try something different because my body is unable to produce enough progesterone. My doctor prescribed compounded hormones from a local pharmacist, Smith’s Pharmacy. For months, I would go in and have blood drawn and my medication adjusted. In the end, I was taking a dosage 3x the strength that I began with — because that’s what my body needed.
And then, on that day in October, I got that phone call.
I went through all of the emotions. All the years of frustration and disappointment and hopelessness. It took such a toll on my family, on my life.
But I was going to be a mom.
Since my son was born, my holidays have been bigger. My days have been brighter. Everything is more joyful.
As I write this, he is trying on his graduation gown. It’s been 18 years since that phone call and he’s graduating high school and he is my life.
I believe in compounded hormones in my soul.