• Home
• >   Patients Speak
• >   Our-book

Ch 6: Blocked Fallopian Tubes

Our First Scientific Test Case: Two Blocked Fallopian Tubes, Despite Laparoscopy and Open Surgery - Marsha’s Story

Marsha was diagnosed with two totally blocked fallo­pian tubes by HSG, laparoscopy, and laparotomy (open surgery). Her pelvis was so adhered with scar tissue that she was diag­nosed with “frozen pelvis.” That is, she had no normal mobil­ity in the pelvis because her organs and tissues were tightly adhered together in a mass.

“It’s like glue was poured into her pelvis,” the physician said. “I am sorry to send you such a difficult case, but she cer­tainly fits the crite­ria of your study.”

Marsha had undergone both laparoscopy and open surgery (lapa­rotomy) in hopes of correcting her tubal problems and decreas­ing her pelvic pain. Despite all medical attempts, post-surgical diagnostic tests confirmed that both of her tubes remained totally closed, and even after the pelvic surgeries, she still had significant pain. We resolved to do our best to help her.

When Marsha came in for therapy, her situation was nothing short of severe. Years of inflammation, infection, and multiple surgeries had left her pelvis feeling like a rock. The skin was deeply sucked-in at her surgical scars.

Guided by nothing but the determination and skills we had developed over years of treating Belinda and others with adhesion pain, we embarked into unknown territory, hoping to help a woman whose (Chief of Staff) physician had told us was an “impossible case.”

We began slowly and steadily to engage our hands into the tissues of Marsha’s pelvis. In the beginning, it felt as if we were pushing against a small boulder, immobile and impassive. However, as the hours passed and the outer layers of adhesions began to detach, we noticed that the boulder began to move some upon palpation. Before long we were able to move Mar­sha’s boulder a bit from side to side, then top to bottom, then diagonally.

Working both externally and internally, we slowly peeled away layer after layer of adhesions until the boulder began to divide into smaller structures which we called her “rocks and pebbles.” Eventually, most of these dissolved as well and we were able to actually palpate specific organs within her pelvis. About this time, she reported that her back and intercourse pain, both of which had been severe, had dissipated significantly.

At the time, we had absolutely no idea how many hours of treatment we should render if we were to open either of her tubes. We were just going by touch, feel, and patient feed­back. In the end, after 23 hours of the manual therapy, we felt Marsha was ready for a repeat dye test.

We held our breaths as we sent our test patient for an independent follow up dye test. To the utter surprise of ev­eryone, the test results were nothing short of remarkable. The diagnostic physician reported that one of Marsha’s tubes was now completely free, clear, and open with “free spillage” of the dye. In addition, the dye went measurably further through the other tube. We had done it! We had improved both tubes and totally opened one, when two different surgeries had failed to achieve any results at all!

Two Blocked Fallopian Tubes and Then Unsuccessful IVF - Roxanne’s Story

In 1999, after seven years of marriage, my husband Jus­tin and I realized that we wanted a family. However, it soon became apparent that the effortless quest for a family that so many couples experienced was not to be ours.

I had an appendectomy when I was 10 years old growing up in Germany. The doctor warned that there was some internal scarring that could interfere with pregnancy later in life. Wheth­er a self-fulfilling prophecy or an unusually prescient prognosis, at 30 years old, I found that indeed I could not get preg­nant.

The sense of de­spair began after we sought assistance through the traditional medical system. I underwent several painful procedures to di­agnose the problem and a laparoscopic procedure intended to hopefully clear two blocked fallopian tubes. That day was the low point of our struggle. The surgery was not successful, and that chapter ended with my doctor’s very brusque statement to Justin that “she will never get pregnant through natural means.”

After going through all of those procedures, we re­solved to try a round of in vitro fertilization, courtesy of Justin’s parents, who were eager to see a grandchild born.

Our fertility clinic had a good reputation, but the IVF resulted in no pregnancy.

Not in my nature to give up (or accept less than my dream), I resolved to heal my own body using holistic tech­niques. I was seeing an excellent naturopathic doctor and did quite a bit of research on my own.

About this time, a massage therapist friend from north­ern California sent us an article she found in a magazine about Clear Passage Therapies (CPT), in Florida. The therapy sounded so promising and reasonable, even to my skeptical husband. Co­incidentally, when Justin’s parents were vacationing in Florida that spring, we all made plans to send me to Gainesville a week ahead for the therapy; then I would join the rest of the family afterward. The treatment was wonderful and I loved everything about it! I felt empowered again.

I will never forget the moment I found out I was preg­nant naturally, just three months after treatment. I was one week late with my period. I took a pregnancy test, feeling quite silly to think it could be true, and yes, it indicated a positive test.

The next day I had an ultrasound. Afraid to look at the picture, I saw my doctor’s face with a smile and a nod — yes, I was pregnant!

What a day! I was so shaky with happiness that I hardly had a voice to tell my husband the results over the phone. He was just ecstatic. We cried when our daughter came into this world nine months later, one of the best moments of our lives.

We were very happy to have a small family, but later had another surprise. I became pregnant again naturally, six years later! I am amazed that the positive results of the therapy lasted all that time. It is wonderful to think that Justin and I went from two people in a scary and depressing search through the medical maze of infertility treatments to our pres­ent family of four — all naturally!

I would urge other women who face infertility to not give up! I would definitely recommend CPT, as I credit the therapists with breaking up the adhesions that were interfering with my fallopian tubes, and blocking my fertility.

Surgically “Unopenable” Fallopian Tubes - Autumn’s Story

 

Six years ago my partner and I made the decision to start trying to have a baby. She already had a son she had con­ceived thru artificial insemination, and he was two years old at the time. I had always wanted children and thought it would be an easy process. Boy…if I’d only known then what I know now.

We made an appointment with a reproductive specialist to start the process. After undergoing a battery of blood tests, they said I had to have an HSG performed. The specialist told me, “It’s standard proce­dure and we don’t pre­dict any problems.”

But when the test was over, the specialist said, “There’s a problem,” and proceeded to tell me point-blank that my tubes were blocked. I immediately felt my stomach drop and then the tears started flowing. He told me to go home and when I was ready, to call his office and schedule a follow-up; he would go over the results with me in detail then.

He had a nurse help me get my clothes on and in be­tween sobs I asked her if I would ever be able to have babies and she said, “I don’t know, but you need to know that, even with the predicament you are in, you have one of the best doc­tors in the state.”

I knew at that moment that my predicament was VERY bad. The next week and a half waiting for my appointment with him was torture. My family and friends kept telling me that it probably wasn’t as bad as it sounded, and to just wait for my follow-up and see what he said.

My partner and I went to the follow-up and I was sick to my stomach with fear. The specialist came in, looked at my papers, and started talking about the process of artificial in­semination and what we needed to do to get started.

I was in shock, and in my mind I was thinking maybe it wasn’t as bad as I thought. I asked the specialist, “I thought after the test you said my tubes were blocked?”

He looked at me questionably and then looked at my test results and said, “No, there may have been a little blockage, but nothing that should cause any problems.” 

I thought I was imagining things and my friends said, “See, we told you.” But I just didn’t understand.

The following month we started inseminations. I was excited, but scared because I felt like something was wrong. We tried for two months with no luck. It was then close to the holidays and we decided to take a break. During this time I thought a lot about the HSG and decided to find a differ­ent doctor for a second opinion.

My partner and I went to our appointment with the new doctor and told him everything that had happened. He said, “I would like to do a laparoscopy, so we can visualize the area directly, and test your fallopian tubes again.”

My mom, who is a nurse, came the day of the surgery because my partner had to work. When I was in pre-op, the doctor came to see me and said, “I won’t be able to talk to you after the surgery because you will still be under medication, but I will tell your mother what I find.”

I remember waking up in great pain and asking the nurse what the doctor found. She told me she didn’t know and that I couldn’t see my mom until I got back to my room. I acted like I was in less pain so they would let me out of the recovery room.

When I got in my room they let my mom come back. I asked, “What did he say?”

She replied, “Just wait, he’ll come in and talk to you.”

“No, that’s why he talked to you. He’s not going to be coming to the room.” My mom insisted she wait until my part­ner arrived. “Mom, just tell me,” I begged her.

At that point I already knew it was bad news. She looked at me with a lot of sadness in her eyes and said, “He said your tubes are totally blocked and he could not open them surgi­cally. There was no way you would have ever become pregnant through artificial insemination.”

I was in total shock. I know it was very hard for my mom to have to be the one to tell me that. I cannot imagine being a mother and having to tell your daughter she can’t have children.

Then my partner arrived. My mom had already called her and told her the news, so she was really upset too. I felt like my dream of having children was over, because I knew I could never afford IVF, which was the only way I could ever become pregnant, the doctor said.

I went through a couple of years of not knowing what to do.  It is such a lonely feeling, and although everyone hurts for you, you know no one really un­derstands because they already have children

.I never imagined how much anger I would feel when I heard about someone I knew being pregnant and then how much guilt I would have for feeling that way. I never knew how empty I would feel after having my baby nephew for a weekend. He would go home and I would lie in bed at night crying, holding onto this baby tweety bird shoe I bought when I first decided to start trying. It was just incredibly heartbreaking and lonely.

I started looking around on the Internet and came across the Clear Passage Therapies (CPT) website. It sounded too good to be true and I didn’t understand it, so I kept looking.

But my mind kept going back to CPT, so finally I called and requested information. When it arrived, I watched the DVD and was surprised that their patients sounded very much like my situation. But the CP treatment was very differ­ent from any I had heard of, so I was quite skeptical.

I was going to Florida for vacation that summer, so I made an appointment to stop by the office and speak with a therapist. I wanted to make sure that this place was real.

I remember standing, reading all the articles on the walls and feeling my hope grow. But I was still scared because all I had was $4000 in a 401k account I could withdraw and use on either this or IVF. I knew it would be hard for me to come up with $15,000 for the IVF, and even if I did, it would only be once and knowing the chances of IVF working the first time, I was scared.

I took a leap and decided to withdraw my money and start getting things together to come to Florida and have the therapy. Although in my gut I felt like it was the right thing, I was very scared because I felt like I was putting all of my eggs in one basket. If this didn’t work, my dream of having children would be over. Still, something about following my gut instinct rang true for me.

When I told my mom what I was doing she was very skeptical — even more so because she is a nurse. She also knew how devastated I would be if it didn’t work.

I attended the first ten hours in December of 2006 and the second ten hours in March of 2007. My mom came to Florida with me in December and she wanted to know exactly what they were doing. It was hard to explain the treatment to her, and the only thing I could tell her was that it felt like it was working.

When I got done with my therapy in March, I scheduled a consultation with my infertility doctor. I wanted to schedule an HSG to see if the therapy worked.

I hadn’t told my doctor about attending CPT before because I was afraid he would try to change my mind. When I went to the appointment, I explained to him my treatment. He looked at me like I was totally crazy. He said to me “You have completely blocked fallopian tubes; they couldn’t even be opened in surgery. There is no way that treatment could have worked.” Even though I had gotten back almost 75% of the treatment cost from my insurance, the doctor still insisted, “Whatever they did, it was overpriced.”

Naturally, he didn’t think there was a need for a HSG, but he reluctantly agreed to do one, even though he felt very strongly that there would be no change. I left his office very upset and feeling like a fool. All I kept thinking was, “If it sounds too good to be true, it probably is.”

The day of the test, I had never been so scared in all my life. After my consultation, I refused to tell my mother when I was having my HSG. “There is no sense in both of us worrying,” I thought. But the morning of the test I called her because I was very upset and when she asked what was wrong, all I could say was, “It’s today.”

My partner and I went to my appointment and the doc­tor came in and said, “Well let’s see if they did any good down in Florida.” I could tell he thought it was a total waste of time.

As soon as he was done, I sat up and asked, “Well?”

“I’m shocked,” he stammered. “It’s amazing.”

“You mean my tubes are clear?” I asked.

“Yes! You can start trying to conceive next month.”  

My partner looked him in the eyes and said, “Go ahead, say it…”

He replied, “I was wrong, I admit it. I was wrong. It’s a miracle.”

I cannot tell you the joy I felt — and for the first time in my entire journey I was crying tears of joy. I went to get my clothes on and my partner pulled out the tweety bird shoe I always held on to when I was up­set. It meant so much to me and we were both very happy.

When I got to the car I called my mom and when she answered she said, “Hey.” She didn’t sound good because she thought I would be calling with bad news.

I said, “IT WORKED!!”

“WHAT?” she asked with excitement.

“IT WORKED, IT WORKED, IT WORKED!!!” I screamed.

She then started crying and telling everyone at her work. It was the best day of my life!

I have not started trying to get pregnant yet because “life” keeps happening. The doctor immediately took blood work and discovered that I had thyroid problems. It took several months to get the medications leveled and then I hurt my back and was off work for four months.

I am now back to work and will hopefully be able to start trying in the next few months.

I had such a wonderful experience with CPT. I cannot even begin to thank them enough. They are truly changing peo­ple’s lives and words cannot express what I feel for them. Their therapy gave me hope and that’s something I have not had in a long time.

Fallopian Tubes Blocked Near Uterus - Valerie’s Story

For two successive years, Valerie and her husband, Bill, tried to have a baby. They were confounded at their inability to conceive because they were each just 25 years old.

Valerie consulted her gynecologist. Because of her his­tory of ovarian cysts (one of which required hospitalization), severe endometriosis, and abdominal, pelvic, and low back pain, the doctor suspected she had pelvic adhesions and possibly blocked fallopian tubes.

Valerie was scheduled for an HSG dye test to deter­mine if her tubes were open or blocked. When the procedure was over, the doctor informed her that both of her tubes were blocked near the uterus. She recommended Valerie have lapa­roscopic surgery to remove the pelvic adhesions and hopefully open her tubes.     

Over the next couple of months, Valerie and Bill discussed their options. If they did not have the surgery, or if the surgery did not work, their only options would be adoption or in vitro fertilization (IVF).

By mid-summer they had resolved to move forward with the doctor’s suggestion. Valerie proceeded with laparo­scopic surgery.

Once again, Valerie and Bill weighed their options. They considered IVF treatment, but it was going to be a huge financial burden for them. Valerie remembered that her mother had mentioned a non-surgical treatment designed to open blocked fallopian tubes.

Valerie called our clinic and scheduled an appointment. After completing the patient consultation, she decided to com­plete the one-week therapy program.

Two weeks after her treatment, Valerie returned to her doctor to have an HSG and see if the therapy had opened her tubes. She could barely believe it when the doctor told her one of her tubes was open.

Nine months later, Valerie became pregnant naturally, and nine months later she gave birth to her baby. After all they had been through, Bill and Valerie decided to name their baby Grace.

After Grace was born, it only took six months and Valerie was pregnant again with her second daughter, whom she named Reese. She considers them her two miracles.

Four Years Infertile with Blocked Tube - Michelle’s Story

I had been trying to get pregnant for two years when I sought the help of several doctors to determine the cause of my apparent infertility. I was told that I should have a surgery to remove multiple uterine fibroids because that might be the cause of the problem.

In 2003 I underwent a myomectomy to remove fifteen fibroids. During my recovery, the doctor revealed to me that one of my fallopian tubes was also blocked, which was contrib­uting to my problems getting pregnant.

Two months later, I began fertility injections and pills to be able to conceive through intrauterine inseminations (IUI). After three rounds of IUI accompanied by a lot of hormonal changes, mood swings, and discomfort, the results always came back negative.

At that point, I decided to give my body a break and take a different approach. Fertility requires peace and a sound mind — which was very diffi­cult for me with all the infertility drugs. I decided to join a six month outreach program with my bible ministry which helped me focus on helping other people enrich their lives by developing a personal relationship with God. My life was blos­soming with joy and peace. My belief was stronger than ever. 

It was during that time that I started learning about natural treatments. While at a health food store one day, I found a magazine with a small paragraph entitled, “New Natural Tech­nique Increases Fertility Rate.”  I found it very interesting, so I kept it and put it away. Later on, I went online to search on natural remedies to unblock fallopian tubes and I came across “Clear Passage Therapies (CPT).”  What I did not realize was that this was the same place to which the magazine referred. When I went on their website and read their information, I learned the detrimental affects of surgery and the possibility that I could be full of scars. I was convinced that God was lead­ing me to them.

I contacted them a few months later and obtained some literature and a video which my husband and I read and watched very carefully. The treatment and procedure made perfect sense to me because as a Christian I am fully aware of how God designed the human body in a way that all the joints and ligaments are interconnected with each other.

We decided to spend a week in the Florida clinic. Dur­ing the treatment, I felt as if the muscles in my lower abdomen were hard and stuck together. I also felt great release, stretching, and relaxation practically imme­diately. The personnel were very professional, kind, and genuinely concerned about my well being.

After my treatment, I went to an infertility specialist who suggested I have another HSG. This time around my tubes were both totally opened! The next step would be to perform another IUI, using only Clomid.

Finally after a total of four years of trying to conceive, the result was positive and I am currently enjoying mother­hood with my (now one year old) healthy and strong baby. I thank God for CPT. I hope their treatment will be promoted by physicians so that many other women can be successful with childbearing while utilizing a non-invasive, natural treatment.

Hormonal Menopause, Only Remaining Tube Blocked with Hydrosalpinx - Jen’s Story

I’ve always been a healthy, positive person with big dreams. I knew some day I would meet that special someone and start a family.

From an early age, I always knew I wanted children. I come from a long line of fertility. My grandmother gave birth to 15 children, my mother 4, and my brothers and sister have 7 more kids among them, who I love dearly and who are a big part of my life. My love of children even drew me to my occupation as an early learning Spanish teacher working with the cutest little students ages three to eight.

When I was 26, a misdiagnosed appendicitis left me hospitalized for a week with an infection. I recovered from the ruptured appendix, but 15 months later I was hospitalized again and had another major abdominal surgery. It almost took my life and left me trying to figure out if I would ever have children.

I lost my right ovary, fallopian tube, and parts of my intestine to surgery. My remaining left tube was damaged. The medical diagnosis was that it was blocked and filled with fluid, a hydrosalpinx.

The doctors said that I had so much infection and disease that my ovary and tube weren’t even recognizable. It was mush. They said I was going to have a lot of scar tissue and adhesions, leaving my insides “like concrete.”  

I was confused and afraid and while I was thankful to be alive, I had to ask the doctors a simple question . . .  “Will I ever be able to have kids?” His answer was, “Not naturally. It would have to be through IVF. You’re young and healthy and you have your left ovary.”

Now flash forward, I’ve met the man of my dreams, we’re in a financial position to afford IVF and excited to start our family. Everyone advised me to get started with IVF early, since there can always be complications and it takes longer than you think. My biological clock was ticking and I wanted to have several shots at this before I turned 35.

While IVF wasn’t exactly what I had planned when I dreamed of getting pregnant, with all the shots, hormones, and invasive procedures, I was thankful for all the progress in the field because for me, it was the only way for me to get pregnant.

At our first consultation the doctor told me I would be a good candidate as long as I had high quality eggs. She also recommended that before we do IVF, we should remove my remaining unhealthy tube because it had a hydrosalpinx — it was blocked with fluid that could be toxic to the embryo. I thought sure, whatever it takes because this is my only chance and every single doctor I asked said the same thing — that there was no way to repair my damaged tube. So according to all medical sources I checked, IVF would be my only chance, and I had to remove my only tube, which was beyond repair.

First I had to do blood work, and then we could get on with it. Another devastating blow came when our nurse called and said my hormone levels of FSH (which helps the egg mature) was abnormal. The normal and acceptable range is between 2 to 10. Mine was 26.2, indicating that my body wasn’t producing quality eggs. In fact, I was officially diagnosed as menopausal. I was newly married and ready to start a family and our doctor was telling my husband and me that if we wanted to have children we would need a donor egg, or to adopt.

We were crushed. I took the news hard. This wasn’t supposed to be happening to me. I was young and felt healthy other than the fact that I was “infertile.” I felt so bad; it was my fault we couldn’t have kids. I was mad at the doctors who first misdiagnosed my appendicitis, and I was heartbroken as I watched many friends and family around me get pregnant so easily. “So now what?” I asked myself.

I was open to new possibilities and I wasn’t ready to give up on my hope of conceiving naturally, so I did a lot of research and I found Clear Passage Therapies (CPT). While I had my doubts, it seemed like the best fit for me since they said they had shown success opening blocked fallopian tubes. The therapy didn’t involve surgery; it seemed therapeutic and nurturing and that made sense to me. I was following through on my instinct to find some alternative to surgery. Basically, I was following my heart.

With the love and support of my husband, we made plans to drive six hours to their clinic in Florida. We felt we had nothing to lose and we looked forward to the trip as a chance to get away for the week where we could be together, and I could concentrate on healing my body.

I had so much to be thankful for — a loving husband, a supportive family, a great job, and wonderful friends. I wrote in my journal, “I feel empowered because I am doing everything possible to better my chances. If it doesn’t happen, I will know I tried. I’m a believer. I’m also feeling a little vulnerable because tomorrow starts the beginning of a new journey. Whether pregnancy is a result or not, I know Eddie and I will be able to deal with it.”

Once I got there, any doubts I had disappeared. I felt good about the staff, their ability, and their professionalism and care. I knew I was being treated by experienced professionals who actually listened to me and what I had to say about my body. I received 20 hours of therapy. Eddie and I left there believing it worked, but the moment of truth would come a month later when I did the HSG dye test, to see if my tube had opened.

The day it was scheduled was an emotional day for me. I was nervous and anxious. Just a few years ago when I had the same test done, I fell apart in my mother’s arms watching the dye collect in my tube, marking the beginning of infertility. Now I was holding my husband’s hand watching the dye spill out of my tube — which was now open! We hugged and cried and immediately went home to try to get pregnant, the old-fashioned way!

We got pregnant naturally the next month with our first redheaded miracle, Maria Rose.

When Maria was seven months old we drove down to CPT again to thank everyone and have everyone meet Maria. I also received four more hours of therapy to address some pain issues from the vaginal delivery I had at Maria’s birth. I have to say that once again, the positive changes from just those few hours were extraordinary!

Five months later I found out we were pregnant again naturally, this time with twins! I gave birth to two healthy babies, Edward and Katherine, in May, 2006. We now have three beautiful redheads completing this miraculous journey!

Hydrosalpinx with “Ovaries and Fallopian Tubes Buried by Adhesions” - Jacqueline’s Story

“Is this going to impact my fertility?” I asked my doctor. I was just 22 and my doctor wanted to surgically remove com­plex cysts from both of my ovaries.

She told me, “We will do our best to save as much of your ovaries as possible.”

I was still scared she would have to remove my ovaries and fallopian tubes, but I knew the surgery was necessary.

When I woke up, my doctor told me the news was good. “You lost 10% of one ovary and 60% of the other. I am very happy with the results. You can go home and become pregnant.”

Although the news didn’t sound good to me, I was hap­py she thought I could still conceive. A lot of my friends were starting to become pregnant and I wanted to share their joy.

My husband and I tried for a year, but we still couldn’t become pregnant. I started to become withdrawn from my so­cial circles because it was hard to be around my friends who became pregnant effortlessly and didn’t understand my struggle with infertility.

About that time I began experiencing severe pain in my abdomen and went to the hospital. My doctors discovered I had a large peritoneal cyst, and I was rushed to emergency surgery.

After the surgery, my surgeon told me, “We were able to remove the cysts, but your ovaries and fallopian tubes were buried by adhesions.” He suspected that the adhesions were a result of my previous surgery.

I knew I needed a natu­ral treatment for the adhesions, and I began to see an acupunc­turist. I continued searching for other treatment forms and finally found Clear Passage Therapies (CPT) on the Internet. Although my doctor was ex­tremely discouraging and told me she didn’t believe it would work, I felt their therapy for adhesions could help me and I immediately scheduled an intensive week of therapy.

My week at treatment went well. I found the atmo­sphere to be very calming. But 3/4ths through my treatment, I had a family emergency and had to return home. My therapists were understanding, but cautioned me I might need to return and finish my hours in the future for the treatment to be suc­cessful.

I hoped that the time I spent there would be enough and I continued trying to conceive on my own. Two years passed and I became frustrated and worried. I was in my early 30s and I knew my time was slipping by. To make matters worse, I worked with children and people would always tell me, “You’re so good with children, you should have some of your own.”

I decided to see another Ob/Gyn for help. He sent me for an ultrasound, which showed I was fine — no visible adhesions! He gave me a fertility monitor to help me track my ovulation, but it didn’t help me become pregnant.

I then returned to the doctor for an HSG test. After­wards, I was so nervous about the result that I didn’t return for months. I finally called for the results and I was told that both of my fallopian tubes were blocked with hydrosalpinx. My doctor recommended they remove my tubes and do in vitro fertilization.

I thought surgery would be far too invasive and remov­ing my fallopian tubes was a big risk — what if IVF didn’t work? I was also uncomfortable with taking the hormones required for IVF.

I sent the results of my HSG to CPT. They felt they could help me and encouraged me to return and complete my treatment program. My time there was very relaxing. It was like going to a spa.

When I returned home, I wanted to do everything pos­sible to increase my chances for fertility, and saw an acupunc­turist. When I explained my condition and that I underwent treatment at CPT, my acupuncturist told me, “I am familiar with CPT, and if they cannot help you, I don’t think we can either.”

I then sought the help of another infertility special­ist, who only offered IVF. Again, I chose not to un­dergo IVF because I felt it was too invasive.

That month I be­gan experiencing pain in my abdomen. I missed my menstrual cycle and I was concerned I was going into early menopause. I went to see my doctor immediately and he thought I had a large fibroid. He told me, “We need to head to the OR.” After his diagnosis, I was sure that my chances of conceiving were totally diminished.

I wanted one more opinion before I underwent another surgery. I went home and took a pregnancy test before I went to see another doctor. I couldn’t believe it — it was positive! It was just my second cycle after my treatment at CPT and I was pregnant!

I went to see a midwife and she confirmed my pregnancy with a blood test. I had no complications with my pregnancy and I gave birth to a beautiful full-term baby.

I am so happy I decided to return to CPT. I could have gone through years of invasive treatment. Instead, I went to them and because of their hands, I got pregnant almost
instantly.

Only Remaining Tube Blocked with Hydrosalpinx - Gabriel’s Story

Joseph and I met at the hospital where I work. I am a surgical technologist and he is a sales representative for an orthopedic/sales company. After dating for a year, we were married in 2003. Since we were both in our mid thirties, we wanted to start our family. After being un­successful for a year, we become concerned and talked to my gyne­cologist. He then scheduled several tests to check FSH levels, sperm count, and pro­gesterone levels. We also had an HSG to see if there was blockage in my left tube. I had my right rube re­moved years before because of adhesions that formed af­ter a nephrectomy (removal of kidney) at age two.

Our doctor studied our test results and advised us to try IVF. We were sent to a fertility clinic and were hopeful for a positive outcome. Months passed by with fertility shots, weekly blood tests, and ultrasounds to ensure no cysts had formed due to the daily injections.

Our last visit to the clinic was April 14, 2004. Our jour­ney ended because the ultrasound showed fluid in the tube. Our doctor advised us to stop treatment immediately and wanted to schedule surgery to remove my left tube. He was concerned that the fluid might fill the uterus after implantation via IVF had taken place and destroy the embryo.

That day I faced the thought and heart wrenching feeling that we may never become pregnant. The emotions during the ride home were unbearable. We shared tears, anger, and frus­tration. When we arrived home with our family waiting, I broke. That night I told myself tomorrow would be a new day.

As Christians, our decision was to give it to God, His will be done. I need­ed help and under­standing and Joseph needed guidance. Six months went by as we prayed every night and I trusted our faith. I asked for God to take away my desire for a child, if it was not His will. Throughout it all, my want never weakened and I began to feel at peace. I knew it was God’s plan, I just didn’t know how it was going to happen.

It had been eight months since our last clinic visit and one night I was on my laptop, reading medical websites. I came across statistics about Clear Passage Therapies. As I sat in amazement, I read story after familiar story of women just like me (some better, some worse). I had my husband read the history of Clear Passage and he was puzzled, but amazed. He just didn’t understand how adhesions could be “free” without surgery. I didn’t know either, but what I did know is that a little voice in my heart was letting me know I had my answer. The success stories were too amazing not to believe.

I called the office and the staff was so nice and helpful. I received the information packet within days and filled out the medical history questionnaire. We made our trip to the clinic in February of 2005 for an intensive week of treatment.

Clear Passage was truly an experience of a lifetime. It was a vacation for the mind, body, and soul. Results came fast, within two days. Joseph and I began to see visible changes in my abdomen scar from surgery. My incision site began to flatten and I had a belly button   … wow! Our week went by so fast, and when Friday came I hated to leave.

With my clear mind and new body, we settled home and back into our normal routine. While Joseph was on a busi­ness trip in March, I became really ill. I knew it had to be more serious than the flu, maybe food poisoning. I called my mother and she drove me to the ER. They wanted to run blood tests and I asked if they would also do a pregnancy test. He looked at me strange and told me he didn’t think that was what was wrong. I insisted. To his surprise and ours, he informed me with a congratulations. I was pregnant!

My thoughts quickly turned to my husband. Because of a plane delay, he would not be home until the next after­noon. I swore my mother to secrecy and she took me home. After the longest twenty-four hours of my life — he was finally home! Before he took his bath, I handed him a present. I had wrapped baby items as a way of telling him the news. Our anniversary was the next month, so I just said it was an early present.

After opening the gift, his eyes were fixed on the baby things for what seemed like forever. He just looked at me with tear-filled eyes and asked softly, “You are pregnant?” I said, “Yes.” I have never heard anyone cry for joy the way we did.

Our pregnancy was beautiful. I just loved being pregnant. The delivery was magical and more tears of joy flowed. A big, healthy baby boy was born to us in November 2005 — eight pounds, five ounces, and 22 inches long. He was perfect! He is still the joy of our lives and the miracle God gave us through Clear Passage.

Two Children after Ectopic and Adhesions - Savannah’s Story

In early 2004, I became pregnant for the first time. But my husband and I were soon devastated when we learned it was an ectopic pregnancy. My doctor recommended laparo­scopic surgery to find the cause. During the procedure, he noted adhesions around my ovaries and fallopian tubes.

I went online right away to learn more about adhesions. I wanted to do everything I could to reduce adhesions and avoid another ectopic pregnancy. While searching for treatment options, I found Clear Passage Therapies (CPT). Their therapy focused on reducing adhesions and I thought they had a good chance to help me.

After researching the treatment for a few weeks, I de­cided to schedule therapy. I completed the program in one week of intensive therapy. It was a very positive experience and it was immediately obvious to me that they could help me.

During my initial evaluation, the therapists examined my body and palpated my organs. Although my doctor’s report had not arrived at the clinic yet, they explained the different areas where they felt tension, decreased mobility, and possible lack of function. My therapists gave me a whole new level of awareness about my body and how it works than I had ever experienced before.

Later that afternoon, the doctor’s report arrived and everything they told me correlated with my doctor’s findings!

As the week progressed, I could feel changes in my body. At first, they couldn’t sink their hands very deeply into my body. They also found areas of stiff­ness when they checked for mobility in my body. By the end of treatment, their hands could sink much deeper into my body without tension. The areas that were once originally so tight had become far more supple and mobile. Furthermore, areas that were tender at the start of  therapy were now mobile and pain free.

I returned home on Friday and my husband and I tried to conceive on Saturday. Incredibly, that was all it took — we became pregnant right away! An ultrasound showed that ev­erything was progressing normally. I gave birth to my beautiful son, Daniel, who is now three years old.

Last summer, we had another surprise — I became pregnant again! Now, Daniel has a baby brother to play with.

I believe anyone with pregnancy issues should consider this therapy prior to trying to conceive.

One Ectopic Pregnancy, One Miscarriage, and Multiple Unsuccessful IUIs - Isabella’s Story

My journey to become a mom was not an easy one. My husband and I tried for a family soon after getting married in February of 2003. Our first setback came in June of 2003 when I suffered a ruptured ectopic pregnancy in my right fallopian tube. The physicians removed the tube, and as a result, I was left with only my left fallopian tube.

In September of 2004, I became pregnant again, only to have a miscarriage. As difficult and emotionally draining as these setbacks were, my husband and I tried to remain positive in that at least we could get pregnant.

This soon changed as months of trying turned into a year with no luck of becoming pregnant again.

At that point I was referred to a fertility specialist. We went through a battery of tests and the only thing that made any sense as to why this wasn’t happening for us was that I was left with one tube and I likely had scarring or scar tissue from the ectopic pregnancy.

We tried four months of Clomid and IUIs with no luck. We then had to take a couple months off as my cycle became “out of whack.” Next we tried three cycles of injectables and IUIs, but again had no success. Finally we decided to move on to IVF.

In the meantime, my mom had read an ar­ticle about Clear Passage Therapies (CPT). I de­cided to see if I might be a good candidate. When they determined I would be a good candidate for therapy, I decided I would attend before my IVF transfer. Six weeks before I was scheduled to start IVF, I went to the CPT clinic, where I was treated for 20 hours over five days.

My IVF cycle was a bumpy one. The injectables weren’t taking and in the end, I only produced three mature follicles — not enough to go through IVF, they told me.

My doctor suggested we try an IUI so that the past six weeks of medication, doctor visits, etc. wouldn’t all be for nothing. Two of the three mature follicles were on my right side, where I do not have a fallopian tube, so the odds were really against us this cycle.

I went through with the IUI on July 15th and to our shock and amazement (as well as the doctor’s) I was preg­nant! Whereas this was my seventh IUI, the only reason I can imagine why this time was successful was because I had undergone the manual physical therapy at CPT. It was just too much of a coincidence that I had just had therapy, and that this cycle worked.

My doctor was also amazed. She admitted after the fact that in all the patients they treat, they had only seen one or two patients have success with IUI after a canceled IVF cycle.

We welcomed our little bundle of joy, Jacob, on April 1st weighing in at 6 lbs. 5 oz., 20 inches long. He is a happy, healthy baby and when my husband and I look at him we turn to each other and say how blessed we are.

Ectopic Pregnancy and Laparoscopic Surgery - Norah’s Story

There was nothing remarkable about the room. It was outfitted with the typical hotel décor — peach and teal floral-print bedspreads and plastic gold-framed prints adorning the walls. Yet somehow, this room, this trip, held more promise than I could handle. Though my journey through infertility began a year earlier with an inexplicable ectopic pregnancy, I knew my ten-hour drive to Clear Passage Therapies (CPT) was the be­ginning of the path that would lead me out of that dark loneli­ness.

Bags unpacked and calls of my safe arrival placed, I set­tled in with a book, though my mind wandered back to another time and place.

Warm and softly lit, an ultrasound machine consumed the intimate space. “I’m not sure . . . ” whispered the ultrasound tech in response to the doctor’s question. Hearing only frac­tured words from their conversation, my heart raced. “It isn’t thickened,” she said again, and then “Here . . . by the ovary.” The technician and doctor continued to discuss the “abnormalities” they were seeing, while I lay there clutching my husband’s hand with a white-knuckled grasp. Nine weeks earlier, I’d felt a flood of excitement flow through me knowing that I was pregnant. Now, I felt that same rush of adrenaline. But this time it was cold, the tingling almost painful as it spread from the center, where my child should have been, throughout my entire being. As if suddenly realizing our presence, the doctor asked us to meet him in the examination room to discuss our options.

I heard the medical terminology for what was ulti­mately an ectopic pregnancy. I was ashamed of myself, of my body. Confused and heart-broken, I rode home silently, allowing the gravity of the circumstances to wash over me, in hopes of some cleansing. Yet I found none. Instead, I was greeted by a grim reality. In order to protect my life, I had to be the willing recipient of a drug that would dissolve my child.

Sleepily, I set my book on the nightstand and clicked off the light. Curling up, I could feel the exhaustion from the day’s drive, but anticipation about my CPT treatment kept me from fully relaxing. My physi­cal trip began early that morning, but my emotional journey into motherhood started long before.

Never in all my daydreams about pregnancy and moth­erhood, did I envision such uncertainty, confusion and turmoil. Had it really been seven months since I sat in the hospital, wait­ing for surgery after my ectopic pregnancy? 

As we walked through the sterile corridors of the hos­pital, I couldn’t help but think of the morbid irony. I felt com­pletely empty in every sense of the word as I waited in the hos­pital room for the nurse to wheel me downstairs for surgery.

“Do you think they’ll take the blocked tube?” I asked my husband for the hundredth time, knowing full well that he would never say “Yes,” even if he thought so. I knew he was nervous because he was even more re­served than usual this morning. For the first time, I thought about how this might feel for him. And that’s when I realized the startling difference between us, and why we needed each other more than ever. I couldn’t have cared less about my own body, my own safety. I was angry and frustrated with my infertility. What did it matter if I was hurt or harmed? All I thought about was the child I so desperately longed to hold.

He, on the other hand, was thinking of me. Perhaps he had thoughts of an angel-faced baby and fantasies about playing catch with his boy in the backyard. But sitting there pretend­ing to be interested in the news report on the television, his anxiety reached me and strangely enough, calmed my fears. He responded, “Na, I told ‘em I couldn’t take having you around the house for six weeks, so I’m pretty sure it’ll just be a scope today.”

Grinning, I half-heartedly turned my attention to the magazine I’d grabbed from the waiting room. Sitting cross-legged in the hospital bed, I began flipping absent-mindedly through the pages. I found myself expecting the worst — the loss of a tube or ovary — and yet hoping for the best. As if on cue, my eyes came to rest on an article about infertility.

Reading intently, I was encouraged to read about a unique physical therapy that had helped several women facing infer­tility.

“Miss?  We just got word that they’re ready for you.” The nurse’s voice brought me back to my surroundings.

 “Great. I think I’m ready now too,” I replied, closing the magazine and thinking once again about the perfection of God’s timing. I was still nervous, but now saw a glimmer of possibility regardless of the day’s outcome.

Perhaps it was the unfamiliar bed, the absence of my hubby, or the butterflies flying around in my belly that caused me to wake before the alarm the following morning. What­ever the reason, I was in blissful disbelief that the hours of pre-authorization, planning and preparation were finally going to pay off.

Unlike my surgery, my ap­prehension about treatment was more exciting and exhilarating. As I left the hotel on my way to the treatment center, I found a sense of peace that confirmed I was where I was supposed to be and that I’d found the answer for which I’d been searching. 

I arrived at the treatment center ahead of schedule and found the therapist who greeted me with a handshake and friendly smile. She showed me around the small office and then to my treatment room. “Have a seat and I’ll be right in, I’m just going to grab your file,” she said cheerfully, indi­cating the armchairs by the shuttered bay window. Celtic music played softly in the background, as we discussed my diagnosis. I was struck by her genuine interest in all aspects of my condi­tion, and not just what the medical records indicated.

It was finally time for therapy to begin. In my gym shorts and T-shirt, I completed several range of motion exercises and made myself comfortable on the hydraulic massage table. For four hours each day, we shared stories about family, work, hob­bies and interests while she worked on my body. Each evening, I found comfort in my solitude by visiting nearby gardens, movie theaters, restaurants or coffee shops.

As my final session ended, I was ready to see my fam­ily, and couldn’t wait for enough time to pass to test the suc­cess of the treatment. Comparing results of the same range of motion exercises from earlier in the week, I could tell that significant changes had taken place. I felt taller, lighter. I appreci­ated my body’s strength, embraced its resilience, and for the first time in a long time accepted its imperfect beauty.

Just two months after treatment, I woke very early that humid July morning, unable to resist checking my temp. Still elevated. This is the longest it’s stayed up, I thought to myself as I padded down the stairs in quiet excitement. I dug out one of the several pregnancy tests housed under the bathroom sink. I kept it completely covered until the three minutes had passed. Breath held, the deafening pounding of my heart the only sound I heard, I slowly removed the towel and stared at the two pink lines.

“Honey…” I whispered. “Babe! We did it. We’re preg­nant!” I reported happily. Even in his sleepiness, I could feel his excitement as I snuggled in close.

A hoarse, “Really?” escaped his lips as he gently kissed me on the forehead. “We’re really pregnant?” 

“Yup. I just had a positive test about five minutes ago.” 

The following months were filled with the usual ap­pointments, and once we were past the three-month mark we shared the news with friends and family. The pregnancy contin­ued without incident and in March — just ten short months after my CPT treatment, I delivered a healthy baby boy at 36 weeks.

As if the arrival of our son didn’t radically change our lives, the second addition to our family — whom I am now expecting just 17 months after the first, will certainly throw us into the deep end of parenting.

Seven Years of Infertility at Age 39 - Melissa’s Journey to Joy

My husband and I are blessed this year to be celebrat­ing our 10th wedding anniversary and the first birthday of our sweet baby twins, Peter and Lydia. This last year has been the most joyful of our marriage as we have eagerly embraced the year of “firsts:” first Christmas, Thanksgiving, Mother’s Day, Fa­ther’s Day, and birthdays. It just seems to get better and better with each passing month. However, the road to this place of glee and joy was not an easy one.

Our struggle with infertility easily spans a period of over seven years. We were quite slow about catching onto the possibility there might be a problem. It was easy to make ex­cuses, mostly timing, since I traveled for work. My gynecologist was in no hurry for me to get results either. I kept visiting her year after year but she took a very conservative approach and was slow to recommend any testing or treatment.

It wasn’t until after one of my girlfriends relayed her struggle with infertility that I realized it sounded somewhat like mine, except that she had done something about it and now had two precious babies. Once I heard my story in the form of someone else’s, I realized I needed the help of a specialist.

The next day I scheduled an appointment with a repro­ductive endocrinologist. Within a month of our first visit to the RE, we learned I had blocked fallopian tubes. Optimistically I had tried to think of it as “good news” when the doctor told me my tubes were blocked (at least there was a reason we hadn’t gotten pregnant all those years), and it was possible our problem had been mechanical all along.

I chose to undergo the recommended surgery to attempt to open my tubes. Afterwards, she recommended trying natural conception, which we did and within three months we were pregnant! We couldn’t have been more thrilled!! Un­fortunately, this part of the story does not have a happy ending. Six weeks later we learned the embryo had not made it to my uterus — it was stuck in my fallopian tube. I was forced to have surgery to re­move the very pregnancy we had hoped and prayed over for so long.

To rub salt in the wound, just before the surgery, my doctor asked me, “Do you want us to try and save the fallopian tube?” It seemed like a ridiculous question to me. Of course I wanted to preserve my fallopian tube, but she almost made me feel foolish for wanting to keep it. I wasn’t ready to give up half of my chances to conceive on my own so quickly.

After the surgery, I was at a very low point. I had just turned 38 and was feeling the pressure of the clock ticking. And after two surgeries and an ectopic pregnancy, I was feeling quite discouraged and quickly losing hope.

While doing research on conceiving after an ectopic pregnancy, I stumbled upon some information regarding Clear Passage Therapies (CPT). I was encouraged by what I had read: A treatment that produced successful results without drugs or surgery! How refreshing!  My husband, a nutritionist and prac­titioner of holistic healing, was also intrigued. After hav­ing gone through two recent surgeries, it was quite possible adhesions had contributed to my tubal blockage and could be preventing pregnancy. CPT also could increase my chances of a successful IVF transfer if I later decided I wanted to pursue that route. Based on all this, we felt we had nothing to lose and took steps to visit them.  

We visited CPT sev­en months after my ectopic pregnancy. The staff was ex­tremely friendly and genu­ine and went the extra mile to ensure we received the proper physical treatment. Emotionally it was a place of re­newal and restoration, particularly of my hope.

Soon after coming home from CPT I “celebrated” an­other birthday, 39. I was hopeful but had clearly lost the luxury of time. My husband and I then decided six months after visiting CPT that it was time to pursue IVF. This was a big step for us but we felt we had done everything possible to ensure a natural conception and this was the obvious next step for us in our journey of pursuing parenthood.

We got pregnant after the first try and to our amazement, with twins!! We simply could not believe after all these years of hoping and want­ing, it was actually coming true. Nine months later I gave birth (naturally, I might add, with NO drugs) to the sweetest and most precious babies I have ever laid eyes on! I turned 40 a month and a half before our twins were born.

Years ago, during the despair and disappointment of our pursuits, I would have never believed what was in store for me at this age — a beautiful baby boy and a sweet, precious baby girl! What an incredible double blessing — my hopes and dreams had been fulfilled! 

Blocked Fallopian Tubes, Three IVFs, and Multiple Miscarriages - Nicole’s Story

One year into their marriage, Nicole and her husband, Keith, still couldn’t become pregnant. Nicole told us, “We dated for three years before becoming married. We never used pro­tection. So when we had been married for a year, we realized I hadn’t been able to become pregnant in four years.”

Nicole expressed her concerns to her Ob/Gyn, who ran a series of tests. When everything came back normal, she suggested an intrauterine insemination (IUI). Nicole told us, “We tried that, but it failed. My doctor didn’t know what else she could do to help us and referred us to a reproductive en­docrinologist (RE).”

Their RE decided to perform more tests. “That’s when I found out I had an undetected STD, Chlamydia,” Nicole ex­plained. “It had caused scar tissue to form around and block both of my fallopian tubes.”

Nicole’s RE gave her two options, “I suggest you see a doctor who specializes in surgically opening blocked fallopian tubes or consider IVF.”

Nicole decided she wanted a second opinion and went to another Ob/Gyn who specialized in infertility. That physician suspected she had fibroids in her uterus that prevented an em­bryo from successfully implanting. He suggested she undergo a myomectomy to remove the fibroids, and he would also try to open her blocked fallopian tubes at the same time.

Nicole underwent the surgery and her doctor suc­cessfully removed numerous fibroids. But despite his best efforts, he could not open Nicole’s blocked fallopian tubes.

Nicole then decided to move on to IVF. Her first IVF was successful, but she soon miscarried. They then tried an­other transfer using frozen eggs, but there was no pregnancy.

“We decided to do another fresh transfer and I became pregnant with twins,” Nicole explained. “But, I lost one baby almost right away, and then the second one at 15 weeks when my water broke unexpectedly.”

Disheartened by the miscarriages, Nicole and Keith stopped fertility treatments for one year. During this time, Ni­cole frequently visited infertility chat sites. On one of the sites, Nicole read about a woman who had become pregnant after treatment at Clear Passage Therapies (CPT). 

Nicole immediately called CPT for more information. After reading the information she was sent, Nicole discussed the treatment with Keith and decided to pursue treatment.

She scheduled herself for an intensive 20 hours of treat­ment. Nicole told us, “I was scared at first when I came out to CPT, but everyone was friendly, and it turned out to be a good experience.”

When Nicole returned home, she spoke with her doc­tor about having another HSG. “It took some persuading,” Ni­cole explained. “Before I went to CPT, my doctor was very discouraging. When I told her I went for the treatment and wanted a follow-up HSG, she brushed me off. She told me she didn’t think I needed another one. But I finally convinced her to perform the test.”

Nicole went to see the HSG technician for the test. When the results came in, Nicole didn’t even know the test was over. “During my last HSG, it was extremely painful and I had a lot of cramps. During this HSG, I felt nothing — I just as­sumed they weren’t finished!” The results showed that both of Nicole’s tubes were now clear.

Nicole returned to her doctor to discuss her results, but her Ob/Gyn remained concerned that her fimbriae were far too scarred to catch an egg. She encouraged Nicole and her husband to undergo IVF, and after thorough discussion, they agreed.

“That’s when I got pregnant with my daughter,” Nicole told us. “At nine weeks I discovered I had twins, but one passed away early in the pregnancy.” Nicole later gave birth to her baby girl, Joy.

Nicole told us that after giving birth, she was asked about going on birth control. “I looked at them like they were crazy. I didn’t believe for a second that I would be able to con­ceive naturally.”

Upon returning home with her daughter, Nicole discov­ered that her breast milk was drying up and she wasn’t feeling well. She told us, “I had been bit by a mosquito and I was con­vinced that I had West Nile Virus. For weeks I fretted and finally my husband made me sit down and research the symptoms of the virus. After learning that the symptoms were very serious, I realized I was okay.”

But Nicole continued to put on weight and couldn’t understand why. “I was supposed to be a bridesmaid in my cousin’s wedding, but I couldn’t fit in the dress! I was frustrated because I thought I would have lost some of the baby weight by then. I begged my cousin to let me out of the wedding, but she insisted I participate. So, I had to buy a girdle to fit in the dress!”

Shortly after the wedding, Nicole discovered she was nine weeks pregnant. She couldn’t believe it and told us, “We didn’t try anything and we got pregnant!”

When Ni­cole told us her news, we weren’t surprised. Some­times it takes women’s bodies six months to a year to adjust after our treatment. Many times, women feel pressured by the ticking of their “biological clock” and thus feel forced to pursue another treatment option. After they give birth, they forget about con­traceptives and only then discover that their body is function­ing naturally and properly.

This was exactly the case with Nicole. She gave birth to her second child, a healthy baby boy, at thirty-eight weeks. Now her daughter has a little brother.

Five Years Infertile with Two Blocked Tubes - Sarah’s Story

 

Infertility is a lonely road to walk down. My husband and I tried for over five years to have a child. Every time we received a friend’s birth announcement or invitation to a baby shower, we were painfully reminded of our own struggles and felt isolated from our friends’ joy.

When my husband and I suspected we had fertility problems, we decided to speak with a doctor. We had to skip around from doctor to doctor at first because we moved from Minnesota to New Hampshire. As a result, we were never able to spend much time with one doctor and always felt pressured to quickly make decisions.

We finally settled with an endocrinologist in New Hampshire who suggested I have a hysterosalpingogram (HSG) to see if my fallopian tubes were blocked. I was very hesitant at first, but I finally decided to go through with the procedure. We didn’t expect any­thing to be wrong. Yet, the results showed that both of my tubes were blocked.

The en­docrinologist suggested we proceed with lap­aroscopic surgery to attempt to open my tubes. If the surgery did not work, we could consider IVF or adoption.

I wasn’t comfortable with having surgery and IVF wasn’t an option for us because of personal and financial reasons, but adoption had always been in the back of our minds. We had even been accepted as parents at an adoption agency.

However, I still didn’t feel ready to make a decision. I was the live-in caregiver for my grandmother at the time and under a lot of stress. I needed more time to think about our options.

I wanted to tell my husband how I felt, but I was wor­ried he would not understand. I finally decided to speak to him one night. I was surprised to find out he felt the same way I did and had been afraid to talk to me! After a lengthy discussion, we decided to put everything on hold for six months.

A few months later, my husband and I settled into the couch to watch the nightly news at 5 PM — a time we sel­dom watched. A report about Clear Passage Therapies (CPT), a clinic that had success relieving pain and increasing chances of fertility, aired on the news. They reported that the treatment used manual physical therapy, without drugs or surgery.

My husband and I were both intrigued, so I asked him to watch the news again at 6 PM — the time we normally watched. When the news report did not come on at 6 PM, we knew it wasn’t a coincidence that we had sat down early to watch the five o’clock news.

I asked my sister-in-law, who had worked as a massage therapist, if massage could actually help with pain or infertility. She assured me that massage had the potential to help with many problems and that CPT might be worth my time. I sent my information in and was excited when they approved me for treatment.

The first day of treatment I felt nervous and uneasy. However, my anxiety dissipated when I met my therapists. They were so warm, friendly, and natural with me that I felt comfort­able and relaxed.  

Over the course of the week, I had ten hours of therapy. By the end of the week, my entire body felt healthier and I headed home to try and become pregnant. After five months, we still had no success. The therapists had told me that most of their patients experienced success after 20 hours of treatment, so I decided to return for ten more hours.  

I was excited for my second round of treatment. It was comforting to be back in the relaxing atmosphere with encour­aging therapists.

Following the treatment, my husband and I tried for six months to become pregnant. When we had no results, I called CPT to see if I should return for additional treatment. They urged me to complete another HSG so they could know my progress.

My husband and I went to the hospital together for the procedure. After­wards, the doctor brought in the re­sults and showed me that the dye had gone through my tubes — both of my tubes were clear! Tears of joy ran down my face and I couldn’t wait to tell CPT.

However, we still did not become pregnant naturally. Because my tubes were open, the endocrinologist suggested we try Clomid® (a hormonal drug) with an intrauterine insemi­nation (IUI). Although I was nervous about the entire process, my husband and I decided to try it.

A few weeks after my IUI, I woke up in the middle of the night and decided to take an early pregnancy test. It showed I was pregnant! I woke up my husband, excited, “The test is posi­tive! It’s positive!”   Because it was only three in the morning, he groggily asked, “What test? You took what? What is it?” I finally calmed down enough to explain I was pregnant.

The next day we had a blood test that confirmed my pregnancy. I was overwhelmed with joy. After seven agonizing years of infertility, I was finally going to experience pregnancy and parenthood.

Now, our beautiful baby girl is three years old. I am so grateful for CPT and the doctors who helped us overcome infertility.

Blocked Tubes after Myomectomy - Tina’s Story

Three years ago my struggle with infertility began. My husband and I were trying to get pregnant at the time, but finally decided we needed to talk to a doctor. My doctor rec­ommended I try Clomid, a fertility drug that assists ovulation. However, after three months, we still did not have success.

About the same time, I began noticing some pain in my pelvis. I was not sure if the pain was related to my infertility, but I finally went to the hospital when the pain became severe. The doctors discovered I had a large uterine fibroid, which they removed during surgery.

Six months after the surgery, I thought, “Why am I still not pregnant?” I returned to my doctor to have an HSG and he discovered my tubes were blocked. I couldn’t believe it. They suspected that my surgery to remove my fibroid had caused scar tissue to form that was now blocking my fallopian tubes.

My doctor immediately referred me to a fertility spe­cialist. The specialist examined my HSG results and told me, “I would not advise surgery to open your tubes. Sometimes this type of surgery is not useful, and in your case, I recommend you move straight to IVF.”

In April, 2008, I began IVF medications and everything seemed to be going well. The transfer was completed and I was anxious to hear the results. “I’m sorry, Tina,” my doctor said. “Your results came back negative.”

I broke down into tears. I felt hopeless at first, but I knew I couldn’t give up. I told myself that I needed to look for other options and see if there was something that could help me. I went on the Internet and typed in “blocked fallopian tubes.” Thousands of results came back, but one caught my attention. It was a physical therapy treatment to open blocked fallopian tubes. I read over their results and their patient stories and then decided to ap­ply.

I attended therapy for an intensive week and my experience was very good. It was one of the less stressful treatments I had undergone in the past three years. My time there really encouraged me.

A month after treatment, I returned for an HSG. The HSG technician was very patronizing at first. “You were just here and your tubes were blocked. Why do you want to do this again?” I explained the treatment I had undergone and she reluctantly performed the procedure.

I watched her face as she looked at the results and her jaw dropped in shock. I turned to look at the screen and I saw free spill from my fallopian tube. It was beautiful. My right fal­lopian tube had opened completely and my left was now half open.

My doctor reviewed the results and told me, “Wow, if I hadn’t seen this, I wouldn’t have believed it.”

She took a deep breath, smiled, and told me, “Tina, go make your baby.”

It has been one month since she told me those glorious words and my husband and I plan to conceive in the next six months. I am so thankful I put my faith in God and that he saw me through. When I first discovered CPT, their treatment sounded too good to be true. But God enabled me to put my doubts aside and have faith in the treatment.

I hope that other women can find the peace I did be­cause approaching fertility treatments with the right mindset is half the battle. It was faith that saw me through, and now I can finally become pregnant.

 

Top | home | Contact Us | site map | Policies | Questionnaire

Fertility Treatment Center | Female Infertility | Endometriosis Pain | Blocked Tubes | Infertility Treatment | Cause Of Female Infertility | Pelvic Adhesions | Endometriosis Severe Pain | Fertility Treatment | Painful Intercourse | Abdominal Adhesions | California Fertility Clinic | Intrauterine Adhesions | Florida Fertility Clinic | Cost Of Fertility Treatment | Bowel Adhesions | Adhesion Endometriosis | Natural Fertility Treatment | Natural Way to Increase Fertility | Midwest Fertility Clinic

Language: العربية Deutsch Español suomi Français Italiano 日本語 Nederlands Português Русский Svenska Filipino 中文 (简体) 中文 (繁體) email: info@clearpassage.com direct phone: 352.336.1433 ph, 352.336.9980 fax 1.866.BABYHERE (866.222.9437) - toll free, US & Canada MA11614  MM11022 Date of last modification: May 3, 2009

We comply with the HONcode standard for trustworthy health information: verify here.