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Lifeslurper resides in a big brown land called Auuustralia. Her early years remain a mystery cloaked in a veil of depression.

Age 42 Lifeslurper meets the vague but gorgeous Wobbles. “What took him so long to arrive?” She asks.

They make their way together in the world just fine, but are not fine to make a baby – not without some outside help. Enter ART and 2008 the year of 4 IVF cycles & one lousy big fat negative.

Lifeslurper is now 47 years old! Time for a baby is running out fast, so too is her sanity. Now it's 2011 - Lifeslurper & Wobbles have moved into top baby making gear. Donor Egg Cycles are the way to go, after a long pause to take stock after a glorious donor egg BFP & the subsequent loss. This year saw 2 cancelled FET cycles, & and menopause causing delays.

Where to from here? After 10 cycles Lifeslurper & Wobbles now await their WobblyBub who is due in May 2012 - actually make that...um....*sigh*...what's the point?

Aiming for the IVF stars

 

Contrary to advice Teddy Lifeslurper kept all FSH in the one basket.

Contrary to advice Teddy Lifeslurper kept all FSH in the one basket.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sometimes the planets fail to line up in our favour.

 

Often life goes into a dark eclipse as the heavens throw us into chaos. While others enjoy light displays in the skies above us, the only clue of recent activity is the giant craters in my ovaries.  

Our fifth IVF cycle is over. It ended prematurely last week. There has been plenty of time to dwell on its failure since. The stars had fated this from the outset. The entire cycle seemed out of kilter, error upon mix up, topped with communication problems – it just never felt right.  

 

As I was being put ‘under’ Monday week ago, ahead of my egg pick up (EPU) I had a slight panic.   

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The Twelve Months of IVF

Newly post operative, post-illness and post-sanity Lifeslurper now attempts to dive headlong into the Christmas spirit by composing this yuletide re-work of a classic. To be sung to the tune of Tie Me Kangaroo Down, Sport….no just kidding…to be sung to the tune of The Twelve Days of Christmas.

Note to all critics (especially those who have previously savaged my attempts at lyrics or poetry) go easy! To Lifeslurper’s kind readers, by all means make suggestions for improvement.

Merry Christmas to all! Wishing postive results for those still waiting for one, and great health to those now on their way to parenthood!
 

The Twelve Months of IVF

On the first month of IVF,
My fertility clinic sent to me
A bill for thousands of dollars.

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