"I've had a lot of worries in my life, most of which never happened." - Mark Twain
I'm sure 99.9% of people can relate to that quote. Obviously worrying is natural, but when it starts taking over your rational brain is when you need to pump the brakes.
We recently had a patient who worried about EVERYTHING in life. Honestly, she called so often we all had her number memorized when it popped up on the caller ID.
Before she even started treatment she was worried about her diet. She ate decently, and took care of herself. I talked her off the ledge when she thought that eating Chick-fil-A was going to ruin her chances of getting pregnant (Chick-fil-A is heavenly and couldn't ruin anything, if you don't have one wherever you live, you should find one). I mean obviously being healthy is always the best option, but it doesn't hurt to indulge a bit.
They decided to try injection IUI first. The possible side effects of the injections almost made her quit before she even got started. She thought she was going to be the one person to die from an allergic reaction! With a tremendous amount of reassurance that she wasn't going to croak, she finally started her injections.
After about 3 days of injections, I got a phone call frantic that she had ovulated. I explained to her that we monitor not only through ultrasound, but through blood work and we would know if she was about to ovulate. She worried anyways. Unfortunately, this IUI cycle didn't work for her (remember statistically the success rate when undergoing only one IUI isn't superb). They decided to take a little time off to save some money, and then come back for an IVF cycle.
After her money saving hiatus, she came back in a much better place. She had started exercising, a new diet, less stressed, and overall just a better frame of mind to get going with treatment. Her IVF cycle went great, and she was pregnant after her first FET.
I understand how nerve-racking it can be starting fertility treatments, an ungodly amount of things you could worry about. In the end, all of her worrying never amounted to much of anything. She drove herself freaking bat shit crazy, and once she reeled that crazy in, everything was so much easier on her.
Now, I'm not saying I never worry because trust me I have a shit ton of worries myself....
- How long are people going to enjoy my writing?
- How long can I keep it fresh to death?
- (More recently) Where the heck is my life going?
I know when these worries start creeping up on me that I'm looking too much into the future, and not enjoying the present moment (which is pretty damn enjoyable right now). Life is going to work out exactly how it's supposed to no matter what scenario my brain wants to play out, and that's when I realize I just have to go with it. Luckily for me, it's working out pretty well so far!