Fertility Testing for Him

Any couple that has gone through fertility testing knows what a joy it is and I say that with 110% sarcasm.

By this point in my life, I was quickly adjusting to being poked and prodded all the time but Aaron seemed to get the easy end of this whole process. I had blood work after blood work and one ultrasound after another. When my testing was put on pause and my doctor said that we should have Aaron checked, I could immediately imagine how he would react.. but I'm not gonna lie, I was secretly glad it was his turn.

I can say one thing for sure, the words semen analysis will NEVER be found on our list of favorite experiences during this journey. They sent me home with the specimen cup and paperwork for Aaron and, needless to say, he wasn't excited about it. I didn't think it sounded too terribly awful but then again, it wasn't me that had to.. well.. you know..

Once he had dropped everything off at the lab, we both felt relieved. Me because I hated feeling like I was forcing him to do something that made him uncomfortable and him because he thought this would be the first and last time he had to deal with something so awkward. Every single part of me was hoping that the fact that he would never have to do that again would be our reality but unfortunately that was not the case.
Like I mentioned in my last post, the doctor called and let him know that she saw no sperm. That's right, NO sperm. Zero. She thought surely this was a fluke and asked that he give another sample to be tested right away. The second sample came back with a little bit better of a result. There were, in fact, some sperm, just not very many of them.
My OB/GYN recommended that Aaron see a urologist since that was beyond her field of expertise. She also recommended that we see a fertility specialist at this point because even though she could help with my issues, us both having reproductive problems made our situation all the more complicated. I'd like to say that I held up well during the appointment where she told us that news but by the time I left the building, I was in the midst of my first emotional fit over our situation. We didn't seem to have much of a choice so we went ahead with her advice. Aaron scheduled an appointment with a local urologist and my OB/GYN sent a recommendation to the closest Reproductive Urologist.

Poor Aaron went to see the urologist and had to have a physical examination. Everything checked out okay, but the whole appointment was just a disaster. The doctor wasn't very professional and Aaron was not a fan at all. These types of appointments are very invasive of your personal space so to not even like the doctor you're seeing, makes it so much worse. If Aaron weren't such a sweet, loving, family-desiring man, I know he would've just given up after this appointment.

He then had to do ANOTHER (yes, this makes 3) semen analysis and to make it worse, we waited TWO MONTHS before we got the results..