My HSG

Nurse: So do you know what's going to happen?

Me: You're going to shoot dye up my coochie and see what happens.

Nurse: Pretty much.

The HSG was fine and a big nothing as far as pain goes. The good news is that 90% of women don't have pain, and 90% of the time, they find nothing. I had no pain; they found nothing.

However, both nurses and the doctor pointed out that finding nothing is good and that for the most part, they consider an HSG to be therapeutic. It is the "first step" in infertility treatment. It cleans out the debris in one's (tiny, tiny!) fallopian tubes.

Debris. In. One's. Fallopian. Tubes.

WTH!?

Has somebody been throwing a party in my belly and there are leftover plastic cups smelling of stale beer and used paper napkins? Or is it more like a coffee shop at the end of a busy Saturday night and papers and crumbs have been left helterskelter?

I have no idea, but I'm hearing that 20-30% of women who have a HSG get pg within 3 months. In fact, once we determined there was no problem with my tubes, the doctor pushed through a big surge of the dye with a rousing "Here we go! Now we're going to clean out the plumbing!" It was a rallying cry I can certainly get behind.

Fingers crossed that we have good news in the next 3 months.