Well it is now over a month since our latest IVF cycle not so much ended with a bang, but died with a whimper. Wobbles and I are still scratching our heads as to which way to go. We are officially on the clinic’s donor egg top 100 list, languishing somewhere near the end of that number. The marching on of time means we are compelled to keep trying with our own eggs, and hope we turn up a non-‘degenerate’ one or eventually are in receipt of a donated version.
Continue reading Turning to Dorothy the Dinosaur and Thomas the Tank Engine
Today I have been clearing up the visual reminders of IVF. Seems every time we do a cycle the house becomes littered with paper work, FSH boxes, medical swab wrappers and the boxes that the FSH pen needles are packaged in. Perhaps if we could learn to become tidier we could make this stuff work for us? So far IVF hasn’t worked for us. Not physically, Not emotionally. After four cycles we have probably achieved our worst (or second worst) result. It doesn’t look like it will ever work for us.
Continue reading All hormonal with no place to go
It seems no matter how prepared you are for the ‘worst’ with IVF there are always greater depths to be explored.
Our fourth IVF cycle has now ground its way to a complete end.
There were a few close calls. Just when we thought we had it worked out, we were side-blinded – again.
Leaving before dawn yesterday morning we got to the clinic without a hitch. Considering our recent travel incidents, this was an excellent start. Continue reading Stitching up the IVF game
The equation goes something like this:
X follicles divided by Z ultrasounds plus ? mm expected daily growth injected with 47 subcutaneous 0.5ml antagonist from Day 6 less 3 Clomid headaches multiplied by Wobbles’ optimism diminished by my negative thoughts add a touch of our combined hopes and dreams balancing on the point of devastation equals zero eggs.
Clearly mathematics is not my strong point. Nor is follicle production for that matter.
Yesterday the mood around my Day 8 ultrasound was sombre. While Lifeslurper is never known to display great hope, the thought of the all singing all dancing antagonist cycle protocol had brought some secret thoughts of improvements in this broken down chemical ridden egg factory.
Continue reading The Numbers Game
