Ugh. Gag me. I found out that 4 people I knwo are pregnant this week. One has only been married 7 months and is 2.5 months along. "It only takes one time" according to her. I want to punch her in the throat.
What a headache. I am supposed to be starting Luperon today.
Problem #1: So Luperon is on back-order and they don't know when they are going to be getting it again. Apparently the company that makes Luperon moved to Canada and didn't get the right permits to sell it in the U.S. So they are compounding the medication and I had to order it from another pharmacy.
Problem #2: I called my original pharmacy on Thursday and they said it would take at least a week to get! I needed it by Wednesday so I could start it today.
Problem #3: So, on Monday, I called my Dr's office because I hadn't heard from the second pharmacy yet and they should have called me on Thursday. The said the first pharmacy never faxed over the orders! Luckily they told me they would overnight it to me so I got it Tuesday.
I went in for a sonogram today and a medication consult so they could give me my first Luperon injection.
Problem #4: The lab at my RE's office is closed so I can't start the Luperon yet! My Dr didn't get there until later so I had to wait for their call. I start this Sunday and my last day of birth control is on 6/30. We'll see how this goes.
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Thursday, June 16, 2011
Mock Transfer
Today is our 5 year anniversary! We had to work today but have a fun weekend planned. Thanks to points from our debit cards and some rebates from work, we were able to score a gift card for Morton's Steakhouse and some vouchers for a free couple's massage! We booked this awesome hotel suite at an amazing deal. Our summers are so busy that this is about the time of the summer we start to go crazy and a little get away is much needed.
So to celebrate, we spent an hour and a half at the RE's office! We did a medication consult and that was a little overwhelming. Halfway through talking to the nurse, I was like "Wait, I need a second to process this. This is a lot." She was just talking about it like it was nothing, but she has been doing this for years! This is my first time. The nurse was great, but it was just a lot. Then, we went in for the mock transfer. They basically go in and measure where exactly to put the embryos. They decided to do it along with a sonogram so I had to drink two bottles of water so my bladder could fill up enough to see. So we waited forever while digestion did its thing and when they came to check, they couldn't really see much. So they looked and apparently my "cervix takes a nosedive". There is like a 90 degree angle in my uterus. He said its not a problem, but most of them are straight on. So it was a good thing they decided to do it with the sonogram. He said they have to put a stitch in there. So when they do the retrieval, he will put it in and "pull a string to straighten out the uterus" when they do the transfer. It was kind of painful today but luckily they said they will give me some drugs the day of the transfer to calm my nerves and help with the pain. I couldn't help but be upset on my way home thinking that so many other people out there that have fun conceiving. They have some recreational sex and BAM, pregnant. On the other hand, I have to give myself tons of injections multiple times every day, go through some pretty painful tests and procedures, get sonograms every other day (literally), and pay thousands of dollars. And all that is just to get pregnant! When I was laying on the bed feeling a "slight pinch", I just had to go to my happy place. Today, that place was at home sitting with a baby in my arms.
All of this IVF stuff is so overwhelming. We just have to take it one day at a time.
So to celebrate, we spent an hour and a half at the RE's office! We did a medication consult and that was a little overwhelming. Halfway through talking to the nurse, I was like "Wait, I need a second to process this. This is a lot." She was just talking about it like it was nothing, but she has been doing this for years! This is my first time. The nurse was great, but it was just a lot. Then, we went in for the mock transfer. They basically go in and measure where exactly to put the embryos. They decided to do it along with a sonogram so I had to drink two bottles of water so my bladder could fill up enough to see. So we waited forever while digestion did its thing and when they came to check, they couldn't really see much. So they looked and apparently my "cervix takes a nosedive". There is like a 90 degree angle in my uterus. He said its not a problem, but most of them are straight on. So it was a good thing they decided to do it with the sonogram. He said they have to put a stitch in there. So when they do the retrieval, he will put it in and "pull a string to straighten out the uterus" when they do the transfer. It was kind of painful today but luckily they said they will give me some drugs the day of the transfer to calm my nerves and help with the pain. I couldn't help but be upset on my way home thinking that so many other people out there that have fun conceiving. They have some recreational sex and BAM, pregnant. On the other hand, I have to give myself tons of injections multiple times every day, go through some pretty painful tests and procedures, get sonograms every other day (literally), and pay thousands of dollars. And all that is just to get pregnant! When I was laying on the bed feeling a "slight pinch", I just had to go to my happy place. Today, that place was at home sitting with a baby in my arms.
All of this IVF stuff is so overwhelming. We just have to take it one day at a time.
Thursday, June 9, 2011
Nursery
I don't know what is wrong with me lately. I have had IVF on my mind all the time and although I don't want to get too excited about it, I somehow am convinced it will work. I've been designing the nursery in my head, thinking of names, and thinking what I will be doing a year from now holding my little bundle of joy in my arms. I can't get it out of my head, so I am going to describe my little nursery in my head. First of all, I won't find out if it is a boy or girl unless we are having twins. The room will be orange (not Home Depot orange, more like a lighter spring orange). I saw this cute idea where you buy wooden letters and have people at your baby shower paint them. Then, I'll take one wall, and write out the alphabet. The other long will will have gutter book shelves. I want a white crib and a fun teal or yellow colored changing table/dresser. It will be so cute. Now, all I need is the baby.
Sunday, May 22, 2011
Screaming on the inside
I don't even know where to begin. The last cycle failed. I kind of had a feeling that it would, but I was still extremely disappointed. I woke up that day and was completely numb. Then, I finally had a breakdown sometime that afternoon. I had awful cramps that day. It pretty much sucked. I called the Dr.'s office Monday and they said that I didn't have a to have a blood test if I took an HPT and just told them the results. Well, after such an awful weekend, I just told them I had taken one and it was negative. Nothing could survive the cramps that I had. I scheduled a hysteroscopy and an IVF consult.
Once we knew that we would for sure be moving forward with IVF, we decided to call D's cousin. He and his wife did IVF twice. If failed the first time and the second time led them to their cute little Kimball. They told us about their experience and gave us some tips. I am so grateful for them. I want to be as prepared as possible and while I understand we will not have the same experience, I feel that I can be more prepared going into this.
I had the hysterscopy on Thursday. Peter had a sales meeting Thursday morning and he was not able to make it. I thought I could do it without him, but I was wrong. I am not usually too nervous about everything that happens at the Dr., but I kind of freaked out this time. They have this 18 inch metal probe thing that they stick inside of you and when they left the room, it was just sitting there staring at me. As soon as he came in, I asked if that would be inside of me and he said just the tip, but I was really freaking out. Like to the point that I was in tears. SO WEIRD! He was so nice, though telling me that I was doing great and walking me through everything. He had me watch the screen and I was able to see the inside of my uterus. It was sooth as a baby's bottom. He said it looked perfect. There was no blockage to the fallopian tubes and no polyps. He said it was great and I was a perfect candidate for IVF. Once, it was done, I felt better but as soon as they walked out, I may have let a few tears fall. I was just so freaked out and nervous and it all got to me. I hated D not being there. I told him how I was feeling and he said he would never miss another appointment again. It just hit me that all this IVF stuff is really happening.
So I have mentioned before that my bff from high school is pregnant. We don't really talk much right now. I get depressed if I talk to her and I'm sure she doesn't know what to say to me. I have literally been ttc since before she met her husband so it's really hard. Well, her little brother and sister both announced this week that they are both expecting! They have both struggled with ttc (one endometriosis and one pcos) so I am happy for them but I am still upset. This is not fair! Why do I have to go through all this bs in order to get pregnant? It is not even guaranteed that it will work! I have just been so mad, pissed, upset, sad, and frustrated the last few days. I wish we could send all the pregnant people to an island so we don't have to see them until after they have their baby. No showers, no pregnant pics on fb, and no lame announcements. When I see pregnant people that I don't even know, the first thing that comes to my mind is a visual of me kicking them in the shins. What has this done to me? I know it is wrong to pull people down, but I just can't do this anymore. It is too much. I am discouraged, upset, and depressed.
Once we knew that we would for sure be moving forward with IVF, we decided to call D's cousin. He and his wife did IVF twice. If failed the first time and the second time led them to their cute little Kimball. They told us about their experience and gave us some tips. I am so grateful for them. I want to be as prepared as possible and while I understand we will not have the same experience, I feel that I can be more prepared going into this.
I had the hysterscopy on Thursday. Peter had a sales meeting Thursday morning and he was not able to make it. I thought I could do it without him, but I was wrong. I am not usually too nervous about everything that happens at the Dr., but I kind of freaked out this time. They have this 18 inch metal probe thing that they stick inside of you and when they left the room, it was just sitting there staring at me. As soon as he came in, I asked if that would be inside of me and he said just the tip, but I was really freaking out. Like to the point that I was in tears. SO WEIRD! He was so nice, though telling me that I was doing great and walking me through everything. He had me watch the screen and I was able to see the inside of my uterus. It was sooth as a baby's bottom. He said it looked perfect. There was no blockage to the fallopian tubes and no polyps. He said it was great and I was a perfect candidate for IVF. Once, it was done, I felt better but as soon as they walked out, I may have let a few tears fall. I was just so freaked out and nervous and it all got to me. I hated D not being there. I told him how I was feeling and he said he would never miss another appointment again. It just hit me that all this IVF stuff is really happening.
So I have mentioned before that my bff from high school is pregnant. We don't really talk much right now. I get depressed if I talk to her and I'm sure she doesn't know what to say to me. I have literally been ttc since before she met her husband so it's really hard. Well, her little brother and sister both announced this week that they are both expecting! They have both struggled with ttc (one endometriosis and one pcos) so I am happy for them but I am still upset. This is not fair! Why do I have to go through all this bs in order to get pregnant? It is not even guaranteed that it will work! I have just been so mad, pissed, upset, sad, and frustrated the last few days. I wish we could send all the pregnant people to an island so we don't have to see them until after they have their baby. No showers, no pregnant pics on fb, and no lame announcements. When I see pregnant people that I don't even know, the first thing that comes to my mind is a visual of me kicking them in the shins. What has this done to me? I know it is wrong to pull people down, but I just can't do this anymore. It is too much. I am discouraged, upset, and depressed.
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
The dreaded Mother's day
Well, I forgot how emotionally draining it is during the 2ww. This past Saturday, we went to a baseball game with 3 other couples. It was fun and relaxing. I was sitting by some friends and one of the girls sent me a text from a couple seats over asking if I was pregnant because I had a "glow" about me. I didn't really know how to take it. She is not malicious at all, but she doesn't exactly think through things before she says them. D thought it was really insensitive, but I brushed it off knowing her personality.
Sunday was Mother's day. We got up, showered, and started getting ready for church. I had been dreading this day for a while now. I was sitting on the couch feeling really sad when D came up to me and said "Let's not go today". It was the first time that he has really broken down during this whole time. He said that he didn't think he could get through church today without crying. I knew for sure that I could not. They have an entire Mother's day program every year with the kids and teenagers singing Mother's day songs and talks about mothers. As I was consoling him, I started to realize that I had never been in this situation before. I realized that I am ALWAYS crying on his shoulder, but he almost never cried on mine. As I heard myself say the words, "it will be ok", I really felt that it would. I instantly felt calm and more at ease. It is like God gave me strength so that I could strengthen the one I love. I believed for a small moment that we would be ok. I am so grateful for the Lord's tender mercies that help get us through the day.
Then, we went to my mom's house to hang out and talk to my little brother who is on a mission. Nobody in my family has any kids or anything yet so it wasn't too bad except for the fact that I was wondering if everybody else out there was having breakfast in bed or getting sweet presents from their kids/husband. We were watching a movie that night and I was talking to D and he was stressed about work. Since we own our own business, if work goes bad, we don't get paid. I started stressing and freaking out about the $8k bill coming up for IVF. I couldn't control myself even in front of my parents and I just broke down. The stress totally got to me.
The next day, my mom called. She talked to my grandma and said they would split the cost of the IVF and pay for it for us!!!!! I was in tears and totally speechless. This is why my family is so great. We should have some money saved up for it, but it is just nice to know that we won't have to worry about the financial aspect of the fertility treatments. D HATES taking hand outs, but we graciously accepted. My mom said that I have enough stress and that is the last thing that I need, especially during IVF. We have made a point to never borrow money (except for the business) from anybody and be completely independent, so this is very humbling.
Today, I went to lunch with some friends and one of them mentioned that they were going to start trying for number 4 although her luck, "it will probably take forever". Really? Forever? Because I'm pretty sure 3 years feels like forever. Then she was like, "Hey, wouldn't it be fun to be pregnant together?!" No, it would be fun to be pregnant, period. I drove home, fell on to Peter's lap and bawled my eyes out. That sounds a little dramatic but everything just came to a head today. I find out this weekend if the IUI worked and I am just freaking out. Two more days. Let's see if I can make it.
Sunday was Mother's day. We got up, showered, and started getting ready for church. I had been dreading this day for a while now. I was sitting on the couch feeling really sad when D came up to me and said "Let's not go today". It was the first time that he has really broken down during this whole time. He said that he didn't think he could get through church today without crying. I knew for sure that I could not. They have an entire Mother's day program every year with the kids and teenagers singing Mother's day songs and talks about mothers. As I was consoling him, I started to realize that I had never been in this situation before. I realized that I am ALWAYS crying on his shoulder, but he almost never cried on mine. As I heard myself say the words, "it will be ok", I really felt that it would. I instantly felt calm and more at ease. It is like God gave me strength so that I could strengthen the one I love. I believed for a small moment that we would be ok. I am so grateful for the Lord's tender mercies that help get us through the day.
Then, we went to my mom's house to hang out and talk to my little brother who is on a mission. Nobody in my family has any kids or anything yet so it wasn't too bad except for the fact that I was wondering if everybody else out there was having breakfast in bed or getting sweet presents from their kids/husband. We were watching a movie that night and I was talking to D and he was stressed about work. Since we own our own business, if work goes bad, we don't get paid. I started stressing and freaking out about the $8k bill coming up for IVF. I couldn't control myself even in front of my parents and I just broke down. The stress totally got to me.
The next day, my mom called. She talked to my grandma and said they would split the cost of the IVF and pay for it for us!!!!! I was in tears and totally speechless. This is why my family is so great. We should have some money saved up for it, but it is just nice to know that we won't have to worry about the financial aspect of the fertility treatments. D HATES taking hand outs, but we graciously accepted. My mom said that I have enough stress and that is the last thing that I need, especially during IVF. We have made a point to never borrow money (except for the business) from anybody and be completely independent, so this is very humbling.
Today, I went to lunch with some friends and one of them mentioned that they were going to start trying for number 4 although her luck, "it will probably take forever". Really? Forever? Because I'm pretty sure 3 years feels like forever. Then she was like, "Hey, wouldn't it be fun to be pregnant together?!" No, it would be fun to be pregnant, period. I drove home, fell on to Peter's lap and bawled my eyes out. That sounds a little dramatic but everything just came to a head today. I find out this weekend if the IUI worked and I am just freaking out. Two more days. Let's see if I can make it.
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
I-V What???
Yes. We are doing IVF if this cycle does not take. We met with the Dr. on Tuesday for our first consult. I had not idea how involved it is and what all the steps were. It was a bit overwhelming, but exciting as well. The Dr. told me that he was surprised that we weren't already pregnant. We went over the statistics (for my age group, he has a 70% live birth success rate!) and steps that we nee to take. Luckily, our insurance covers a portion of off the meds. I called them today and they are going to call me back and let me know the prices of everything. Without insurance, my doctor said the cost is $3000-$4000. Crazy. The lab is going to be closed for two weeks in July so he wanted to do the transfer right after they open. The only problem is that we only have insurance until July 25th. He said he could put me on birth control to start my cycle early an is looking at a transfer date of around July 11. That means the two week wait would end on July 25th. My birthday. Talk about nerve wracking! Last year, on my birthday, I stayed in bed the entire day because I was depressed about turning 25 and not having any kids. Hopefully this year is better. I feel excited and hopeful about doing IVF. I am sure that it will be an emotional roller coaster, but I can handle it. I can handle anything at this point. I just hope I don't go crazy with all the meds. I will be taking Gonal-F, hcg, luparon, progesterone, and a couple other ones I am forgetting. It's a little nuts, but we are diving right in!
Sunday, May 1, 2011
Infertile Awareness Day
I am just frustrated with pregnant people, again. There was a baby blessing at church today for a baby who was born 6 days ago. It was short and sweet and I got through it just fine. Then, they had testimony meeting where anybody who wants to can stand up and share what they believe. A few moms stood up and just gushed about how nothing is better than being a mom. And how it is so rewarding and bla bla bla. I just sat there imagining having a little pregnant belly or with a baby carrier sitting next to me. But the pew was empty as was my belly.
I serve in the youth group at my church (girls ages 12-18) and they are singing for the Mother's Day program. They practiced the song today and to be honest, I only heard the first line of "she stood by my crib all those sleepless nights". I just want that so bad. I really don't want to go to church next Sunday. All the kids will be singing and they always have the mothers stand up so they can get a little present. I never stand up and somebody always says, "you can stand up, too, even though you don't have any kids". It is just this awkward reminder that I don't have any kids. I will stand there wishing I could be a mother while everybody can look at me and remember that I have no children of my own.
Mother's Day is National Infertility Awareness Day. I hate it. I hate all the mushy commercials and propaganda. It just brings everything that I wish I had and shoves it in my face. I really don't want to go next week, but we'll see what I decide. I wish I had a group of infertile friends who could all come over and watch movies with me on that day. I think the idea of Mother's Day approaching is just as difficult as Mother's Day itself.
I serve in the youth group at my church (girls ages 12-18) and they are singing for the Mother's Day program. They practiced the song today and to be honest, I only heard the first line of "she stood by my crib all those sleepless nights". I just want that so bad. I really don't want to go to church next Sunday. All the kids will be singing and they always have the mothers stand up so they can get a little present. I never stand up and somebody always says, "you can stand up, too, even though you don't have any kids". It is just this awkward reminder that I don't have any kids. I will stand there wishing I could be a mother while everybody can look at me and remember that I have no children of my own.
Mother's Day is National Infertility Awareness Day. I hate it. I hate all the mushy commercials and propaganda. It just brings everything that I wish I had and shoves it in my face. I really don't want to go next week, but we'll see what I decide. I wish I had a group of infertile friends who could all come over and watch movies with me on that day. I think the idea of Mother's Day approaching is just as difficult as Mother's Day itself.
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