It has been 18mths since Joey and I started actively trying to conceive (ttc) our first baby. This was September 2010.
We hadn't been overly keen to pin point key dates to try, as it took the spontaneity out of things and we were, are still fresh into our relationship.
We had been trying but not since July and it hadn't happened, so we decided to get all the checks undertaken by our GP.
Luckily, someone close to us had been through fertility investigations and had shared their experiences with us. They had told us that to be considered for tests with your GP you had to be trying to conceive for at least 12mths prior.
So, of course, we lied.
Our GP instantly picked up on the fact that I had embarrassingly contracted an STI in my late teens, from my first boyfriend and highlighted the risks associated with Joey's diabetes.
Aside from this, our health is very well. We are both within the 'healthy' range of our BMI, we exercise throughout the week, don't smoke (well, Joey has given up recently), we eat quite a good organic diet (with copius amounts of chocolate added to mine), and drink alcohol on special occasions (incl. BBQs and Bank Holidays). Our careers are very successful, we work hard and when we have time, we play hard - preferably on an hot beach somewhere!
Anyway, after the unsympathetic reality check from the GP, we left the surgery quite disheartened. I was beating myself up for being young, stupid and naive for trusting a cheating arsehole, and Joey was stewing over his less than ideal diabetic control.... Gee thanks Doc!
The GP had referred us to our local hospital for 'some checks'....
