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As you know we are ready to start thinking about Baby #2.  So we went to see Dr. Truth and talked about plans for the next baby and what we would need to do.  Everything seemed great and since this is not our first rodeo it was brief.  We then go into Nurse Boss’s office and she said so what date do you want, and the Huz says May! I look at him like what! He then gives me that, “Well why not?” stare…I told Nurse Boss that we will call her tomorrow with an answer.  Since I thought we had decided we were going to wait until the July cycle.

At this point I am not on board…I don’t think we are ready for number two, I have so many projects that I want to get done before I get pregnant.  Well more like purchases not projects! So I call my mom and she tells me if you are not emotionally or physically ready for another baby then don’t do it, but if it’s because of finances, I expect you to go through this in May.  Don’t get me wrong, we are not super wealthy, but we are pretty comfortable, and I just had other things I wanted to buy that we were saving up for before I had another baby.

So I call Nurse Boss and tell her that we are going to be doing the MAY cycle! Yep! That’s right! We are going through this in less than 2 months, so my 4-5 month window just CLOSED very quickly. I do not even have my protocol yet, but I will start BC pills today.  So wish me luck and we start this FET process! I honestly can’t believe it, but It is a relief because the decision is made and we are doing it. So here’s to stickiness!

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I am sorry that I have not been a good blogger. Thank you for still reading even though I have not been writing.

Here is my update:  Beta 10 days post transfer = 110, 2nd Beta 14 days post transfer = 1,332

Heck yeah!  So there is definitely a baby in there.  I go for my third beta tomorrow at 17 dpt.  I also had to increase my progesterone.  Dr. T was not happy with my levels.  So not only do I have to use Crinone in the morning and PIO at night.  I get to do another Crinone at work in the afternoon!!! Yippee :/  Seriously, I am sick of progesterone.

But I did want to bring up, in light of all my joy and happiness, there has been a lot of sadness this week.  I want prayers to go out to MaternalTurtle and LeLelsMe who are suffering devastating losses this week. I am so so sorry this has happened. Life is not fair, and I ask God to give both of you peace.

 

Sorry I have not been keeping up on the blog this last week. I have been very tired this past week. I am thinking that it’s the side effect of the progesterone and all the other drugs. With my body mimicking pregnancy, I think I am feeling the full side effects of fatigue!

Anyway, I knew I had told everyone on Twitter I would share our egg retrieval story. The Huz and I look back at it now, and realize that we must be extremely positive people, because we could have easily been really upset or discouraged after the process. Instead, we thought everything went great! Until the Huz and I had our check up and the doctors where apologizing for what happened during retrieval. We both were like what went wrong?

Well let’s go back to the Friday before retrieval at my weekly check up, and they tell me that I will probably have retrieval on Wednesday at the rate of egg growth. They also warned me that my estrogen may be high due to the number of eggs. Nurse Red says to me that she hopes that it’s no higher than 2200. She would give me a call once the blood work came in. When I get the call, my estrogen is 2208. THANK GOD! Then she said that tomorrow Dr. T will call after the blood work. She tells me to lower my Follistim from 300 to 50.

Then as you all may have read my Chicago story “STFU and do what I say” It was not easy getting that blood draw, and my cycle would have been cancelled if I didn’t. My estrogen went to 2800 and it was for sure that I was having retrieval on Wednesday.

So I go in Monday and I am so uncomfortable I am having a difficult time breathing. They take my blood and my estrogen was at 5000. I stopped taking Follistim, took the HCG trigger on Tuesday and went in on Wednesday. Walking had become unbearable, I felt like my ovaries were pushing on everything.

The Huz’s procedure was in-patient, so he went to the doctor’s office and I went to the outpatient surgery wing. My surgery was supposed to be at 9 am at 10 am I was still laying there. My MIL was with me and we are wondering what was going on.

The Huz is at the urologist office, they are supposed to do a biopsy to get sperm. They do the initial biopsy and give it to the embryologist who I will call Dr. G for Genius. He comes back and says there is no sperm in the specimen. Dr. Urologist looked white as a ghost according to the Huz because he had guaranteed sperm, and right now there wasn’t any. Basically what happens next is enough to make anyone nauseous. Dr. G and Dr. Urologist began to weigh their options, we had no donor sperm, since I was already on the over stimulated side, there was no way I could wait another day and I was prepped for surgery. They decide they have to basically operate on the Huz in the office! The Huz obviously is awake and is only given a local, as they cut deeper he repeatedly has to tell them he feels pain, and they keep giving him injections. The Huz witnessed Dr. Urologist take his testicle out, basically cut it in half and dig for sperm! The whole time, the Huz (who is not very spiritual) says he is praying to God that there is something, some sperm somewhere. Because the last words he heard Dr. Urologist say to Dr. G was if there is no sperm in that sample we will not find any.

This whole time I am just waiting, wondering what is going on. Then they take me back and retrieve 31 eggs and 26 of these are mature.

Dr. G said because of all this last-minute and being unprepared for what happened could be the reason our fertilization rate dropped drastically. We already knew we were going to have to do ICSI, so at least that was in the plan. He was able to injection most of the eggs but not all the sperm was fully mature. They worked on our group from 10 am to 7 pm that evening. In the end we have 6 viable eggs for a 5 day transfer. They implanted 2 blasts, and only one made it to the 6th day so it could be frozen.

Dr. Urologist explained that if we ever do IVF again, the Huz will also be put anesthesia and have surgery too. The Huz had a ton of stitches inside and out, and could not get out of bed for 4 days. We looked pathetic, me on bed rest for 2 days, he not being able to walk, and my sister working overtime to take care of us.

So thank goodness we didn’t even realize what went wrong until a week later! But, hey everything happens for a reason and we are fine! We haven’t decided yet if we would do IVF again, we will def use the frozen embie when the time comes, but to go through everything again, right now we are not sure. We will keep you posted. As for now we are just praying and hoping that these two stick or at least one!

Beta is on Thursday, can’t wait! We are both pretty excited!

So…I am sitting in the basement at work due to a tornado and I figured I should update you on the past couple of days. ET went well! We implanted two gorgeous embies. One was a full 5 day blast and the other was an early 5 day blast. Well the full 5 day blast was a little stubborn sticking to the tube not wanting to be flushed out. It took two tries to get in out of the tube. Everyone started laughing saying that is definitely a boy, already stubborn! I am just hoping that some of that stickiness continued once he finally got back in there.

I had cramping off and on all day transfer day and also yesterday. Today I have not had very much cramping. I was instructed to take two days off, and be Queen for two days. I did not necessarily have to lay flat on my back but no cooking, cleaning, chores, lifting, just take it easy! Which is exactly what I did, when would I ever get to take full advantage of that again. Now I am back at work, and I am taking it easy. I do not have a very stressful job, and have not been walking around all over the place.

Last night, I made a decision not to be stressed about this. I could either freak out or be as tense as a ball or I can relax and realize it’s really out of my hands. I am a believer, so I do think that it’s now in God’s Control. All I can do is ask for the outcome I desire. I do not want to allow IVF to beat me down. So I am giving it up to God, praying about it, and hoping that one or two of those embies stick. My OVERLY Catholic mother, said, we will just call you Mary, since it’s the month of Mary and you technically did not have intercourse to pro-create, so we will hope the outcome is the same. I replied: you want me to give birth to Jesus?!?!?! ; )

Have a great day everyone! May everyone have a peace of mind today.

I will have to blog about the ER experience, it went well, but I think everyone needs to hear the whole story! Be back soon!

I am still feeling bloated, but I am not feeling pain, but I do feel achy all over my body.  I have been taking it very easy.  I slept pretty much the entire day of ER and the day after I went to work and came home early.  I was slightly over stimulated and was told to take it easy.  But things today are much better and ET is scheduled for Monday Morning. 

My acupuncturist was really upset because she wanted me to come in before and Dr. T was not keen on changing his time. So today we did electro stimulation and it was weird.  The needles were vibrating and I could feel the pulsing.  It’s bizarre.  Although I did feel better after I went to acupuncture.

Also since my Estrogen test came back high, they added another form of progesterone.  They want to make sure they balance each other out.  So I am on the wonderful vaginal suppositories and injecting PIO.  And SERIOUSLY! There isn’t a better way to get progesterone than this thick oil with the biggest needle being shoved in my @$$! At first it did not hurt at all. Then all of a sudden 3 hours later it was so sore, and it’s sore now!  So not only am I walking funny due to my discomfort but now I try to sit directly on it so I do not bother my bum!

The Huz is still hurting pretty bad.  They basically had to cut his testicle and open it entirely to find sperm.  They went very deep to look for sperm, because initially they could not find any!  So the doctor was a little bit worried, but then they were able to find some.  That is why they injected 26 eggs, just trying to get any sperm they could.  We will know the final count on Sunday!  Then we will transfer 2 5-day blasts.

I think to calm my nerves I will probably stay off the internet for the two week wait.  I will update via blog, but I will let you know the results for sure though.  So I will probably write one more blog on Sunday and then be out of commission for two weeks.  Anyway, that’s for all the support.  Love you all!

Have a great day!

Yesterday was ER.  I was so happy because I was so ready to get these eggs out! The Huz also had to have surgery as well.  He was dropped off at the office since his was in-patient surgery.  I went down to the outpatient hospital wing, and waited.  After they called me back and I stripped down and put on the @$$ open gown.  I lay on the bed, ready.  They had told me that they were going to give me some protein afterwords to help me since my ovaries were so big.  We waited for a long time before I went back and my mother in law stayed with me until I went back.  We both wondered what was taking so long.  My husband finally came down, and we found on that the first biopsy did not find any mature sperm.  The second cut that was extremely deep did find some good sperm, which we later found out from the Urologist.

I finally went back, and they moved me to the other bed, and that is all I remember.  They did not count down, let me know the anesthesia was coming, they just put me out!  I woke up in the recovery room.  They had started the protein and I had to finish two of these large bottles before I was allowed to leave.  They told me that I am going to be in pain for a couple of days. But I am in real pain.  My abdomen is pretty swollen, a little cramp-y, but what I realized is causing the most pain is constipation.  I am going home from work, and I am going to lie down.  My husband is also lying down all day, and I will join him.  My sweet mother in law is going to bring down dinner tonight.  I have acupuncture tomorrow and I am  hoping that will help.   

Other than that, we are waiting to hear how many will survive in the end.  Our clinic only does 5 day transfers, so my ET will be on Monday.  They will implant two, and we will hope that the other can be frozen.  This process is pretty exhausting, I have a new respect for those people who have gone through multiple IVFs. 

I hope that for me all will work out well.  I pray for those who have gone through these multiple times.  I wish the best for those starting their journeys.

Give up, Give in, or Give It All You’ve Got

Today was an almost disaster! 

 I’m in Chicago for work this weekend.  Today I had to have a blood draw to recheck my estrogen levels, since next week is ER.  If we miss this appointment they cancel our cycle.  Plus I have over 30 follicles so they wanted to make sure my estrogen was not super high.  I set up this appointment 3 weeks ago with Quest Diagnostics.  I told them it was a STAT test, and Dr. T needed the results no later than 2 pm.  They said it was no problem and they could do it.

 My conference started at 9 am this morning, I went to get my blood draw at 7 am, thinking I have plenty of time.  When I got there, I went over what they needed to do again and the receptionist looks and me and says we can’t do that.  I said, “Yes you can.”
 I cleared al l this 3 weeks ago.  She made a call, and then I hear her saying, “Oh yeah, we can do this, just not on Saturday.”  I GAVE HER THE WTF LOOK!  As she looks at me like sorry and begins to get off the phone. Then I say, “Ask them what my other options are!”   I was furious, a little scared, but there was no way I was not going to get this blood drawn.  I am thinking, all this money, time, effort and positivity, this is not F&^#ing ending today!  I told her that SHE NEEDS to find a lab that draws on Saturday, and she says, “I don’t know any.”  I said yes you do! It’s called a hospital, get on the phone and start calling!  I had her look up all the different hospitals in the area, and we both began calling.  I did not give a flying F%$^ who was waiting in the waiting area.  They were all going to have to sit their @$$es there and wait!

After calling numerous hospitals, Evanston Hospital right outside Chicago is partner with an IVF clinic and did the rapid Estradiol test and would page my doctor.  I almost cried!  They were so sweet, so nice, and so understanding.  They just simply said, “come on in, we’ll get it done.”  

So I was an hour late for my conference, but test was done.  Estrogen only rose a little bit.  Still on only 50 units of Follistim (which I did not bother to even go to a restroom to take tonight, I ate at a restaurant alone, and used the table cloth as a shield), and ER will be Wednesday which I am happy about because I am super uncomfortable!   I usually never get upset, but understandably I let out a few choice words.

Anyway, here is to hoping everyone’s night is amazing!

Before this whole experience I had an intense fear of needles.  I never looked when people drew my blood.  I would always have to take the time to mentally prepare myself if I was going to get a shot.  I remember my very first acupuncture appointment (back when I was going for asthma) and it was terrifying! I was in so much pain because I could not loosen up my muscles.  I was so scared.  Now needles have become second nature.  I still hesitate when I am taking my morning shot.  But it has become less stressful.  I am going to acupuncture twice a week right now.   I am also going to a chiropractor once a week to help with aligning my hips and all that good stuff.  I do not want to even know what the total cost of all of this will amount too.   This whole process is so expensive and we are over the $10,000 mark.  However we have paid for a lot of our treatments up front, and the only payment left is for ICSI.

I had my sonogram check up today, everything looks good.  I had a little fluid in the endometrial cavity, but that was my period coming to an end. Then I had the weekly blood draw, which I am keeping count of tubes of blood and I am now up to 13.  

I am still excited and very hopefully.  My mom and mom in law are both having a very hard time containing their excitement, especailly since there are only 8 total people who know about our relaitonship with IVF.  So we are all still on team hope.  Dr. T seems very optimistic too.  He said that my ovary functioning test was very high so we should get some really good eggs. The Huz is doing his part too.  He just finished up his antibiotics, and has been eating so healthy it really puts me to shame. He wants his swimmers to be in tip top shape.  He is so supportive and feels guilty about all the shots I have to take, which is very sweet.  Also, The Huz is a man that never dreams, and he told me that he had a dream he was playing with our baby’s curly hair last night.  Precious! 

Anyway, I just wanted to check in.  Also to any military spouse’s Happy Military Spouse Appreciation Day.  I too am an Army wife, and its nice to be recognized!  The Huz has had 2 deployments to Iraq and I am the FRG lead so we know how tough it really is!

Have a positive IVF day!

Daily Shout Outs:

@VeeNora hoping next week your receive you BFP!

@IVFjess praying for you to have peace.  Also praying for positive news!

@Ashann7 hoping you have a wonderful transfer and for lots of stickiness!

@fertilitychick that the adoption process goes smoothly, as a person who conducts home studies, I know the hurry up and wait game is very tiring!

@babywishes25 that everything will go perfect in your IVF! Only positive thoughts to you!

Four days of shots.  I have accidently stuck myself twice and bleed, but I have successfully administered all four shots.  They are actually getting easier.  I just take a deep breath and stick in all the way in.  You HAVE to break the skin. When you just prick the skin, you bleed. I’ve learned this the hard way.  Also the Lupron shot has made me much more efficient about taking my baby aspirin and dexamethasone. I do not like the 7 am wake up that I still have to do on the weekend since that is the time I choose to take my shots.  But Dr. T wanted the Lupron in the mornings and that is right before I leave for work.

Yesterday was the last day I could play Kickball.  It was a good time, and I even scored a run.  Here ensues the beginning of my double life with my friends.  I have yet to tell them that I will not be there for next week’s game.  I cannot play anymore now that I am getting in the thick of things.  It was easy to think of things for work, but friends, they will know something is up, so I have had to become a pathological liar.

I told them I didn’t drink because I was still hung over from drinking a bottle of wine Saturday night at dinner (lie #1, I have not had alcohol or caffeine in 3 months, although I do miss a good Chardonnay.)  I told them that I will stay on first base this week because it’s my area of expertise (lie #2, I’m good at first base but I did not want to play outfield yesterday because if the ball is kicked your way its hits your belly hard, in turn hits your ovaries, not risking that!)  Will you be at next week’s game? Yeah, I think so (lie#3, no I will not be at next week game. I start taking Follistim which will now enlarge my ovaries to the size of softballs, and exercise may increase the risk of one of them turning over and possibly lead to the removal of a tube and an ovary, so hell-to-the-no!)

So here I am lying to everyone, just lie, lie, lie.  I feel like a government agent running a secret mission that has the highest level of security.  No one can get a clearance badge unless they directly talk with the director.  Then I hope I have a bigger secret to keep, at least from work, until I hit my 91st day of employment, which hopefully I’m at about 8 or 9 weeks along.

So anyway, have a wonderful IVF week and here’s to BFPs!