And In a Minute, It was Over

Our first experience with Follistim was not successful.

Ryan fasted the day before we got the results, and I felt so much strength from that. He is such an awesome man and partner in all this.

I'm trying to turn down the voice in my head that's saying maybe this treatment won't work for us after all, and turn up the voice in my head that's saying next time may be it.

Thanks for all those who supported us!

Arms Full of Babies

A couple days ago, I saw a picture posted online. It was a new mother in a hospital bed. She was holding her twin babies.

When I looked at that picture, I literally thought, "Her arms are full of babies". And then I felt my arms ache. Really. A physical reaction from a mere thought. Strange that can actually happen.

My arms ache for babies. My babies. Even with that painful thought, I am strangely comforted. Way back in my mind, I think I can picture a time when my arms will be full. And I can almost almost imagine what that might feel like.

(Don’t) Gimme a Break!

So, I know in my infertility Game Plan I said that we would take a break between treatment cycles. One month on, one month off, assuming we could afford it.

I have decided to alter the game plan.

As I am coming up on the end of this cycle, I contemplate the idea that this month’s treatment will be a failure. This very real thought makes my heart sink and my throat constrict. I can literally feel the devastation hovering over me. The thought that I will have to live in that devastation for an entire month while I wait for the next treatment cycle is unbearable.

We have the money now. I have left-over medication that will make this next cycle a bit cheaper. Why wait?

Although the treatment process is taxing and exhausting, there is something else I feel while going through it. Hope. I have felt hope so strong for the first time in years, and I am addicted. I just can’t pack it away for a whole month unnecessarily.

The nice thing about an IUI treatment cycle is the process literally starts on Day 1. If I find out this month failed, I will be back in the saddle again within a few days. That kind of distraction is priceless.

Deep in the back of my mind, I know that refusing to take a break now could result in a longer, forced break next time. Most people (including us) can’t afford to do this every month for an extended time. But, the optimistic side of me thinks if I get pregnant next time, it won’t matter that the IF well has run dry. That being said...

On with the show!

P.S. Early response pregnancy tests are the devil!!!! >:-(

Oh, what to think, what to think...

I just love this waiting... waiting and wondering... wondering and waiting...

I am using Progesterone pills which, in essence, makes you feel like you are pregnant. Not that I would know, having never been pregnant myself, but that is how many people describe them. I am beyond exhausted, some headaches, a bit of nausea (although that might be the burst of butterflies I get every now and then... you know, because of all the waiting and wondering).

It's been helpful to be on the Progesterone because it forces me not to overanalyize every little symptom. It is obvious I am having symptoms, but it can all be attributable to the hormone. To think it could be something else for too long is a dangerous game. ;)

And so here we are...

It was originally my intention to delay blog postings about my treatments until there was a final result. Over the past few days, I have learned that many people in my life are already aware of the timing of our treatments due to word of mouth.

We have a huge network of supportive family and friends. Since the information is out there now, there is no reason to delay my posts anymore. As you can see, I have gone ahead with posting our journey up until now.

In a couple weeks, we should find out if this cycle worked. All I ask is please respect our privacy when it comes to revealing the results. Whether positive or negative, I want time to adjust, celebrate or mourn. Please do not ask me if I know the results or what they might be. Please let me share them in my own time.

I do appreciate all the support. When I first started in this journey, I felt completely alone. Although the loneliness of infertility is still there, it is eased by an incredibly supportive husband and the (sometime spoken / sometimes silent) good wishes and sincere prayers of family, friends, ward members, associates, acquaintances, blog friends and complete strangers. For that I thank you.

IUI Day

Today was the day. Ryan called into work so that he could experience the whole thing with me. (He had not attended the IUIs in the past.) We did a drop off at the doctor's office and then grabbed an early lunch.

Even though I have done IUIs before, it was nearly 4 years ago, so I was still pretty nervous. It all went perfectly.

Ryan's numbers were off the charts, literally. The actual procedure went flawlessly and it was fun having Ryan there to make jokes and keep the mood light.

Even so, I know there are many, many IUIs that are flawless, but there is no pregnancy. I understand the statistics we are dealing with.

But I can't deny the thrill of hope I feel when I think that this time might be different.

FINANCE UPDATE: Follistim and Ovidrel cost $600. Two ultrasounds at $95 each. Prometrium (Progesterone supplements) cost $35. Prenatals, baby aspirin and pregnancy tests were about $55. Today's IUI totaled $335. Cycle total to date: $1215.

All systems are a go

The second ultrasound was today. All week, I have been praying that the Follistim will do its job, without overdoing it. My prayers were answered, and we have 2 great looking eggs. The one on the right measures 20mm and the one on the left measures 14mm. They will continue to grow over the next couple days, and both should be released at ovulation. My lining looks good, measuring 8.1 and showing a clear triple layer.

I will give myself the Ovidrel injection tonight at 9pm. Or, rather, Ryan will do it. He's been begging to do one of the injections. Saturday morning, I'll have the IUI.

Here we go!

Speaking of injections, Ryan suggested I have a little fun with them. After the second day, I pointed out my injection points looked like 2 little eyes. Ryan wondered why I didn't just create an entire happy face. So, I did. :) Can you see the smiley face? (You are looking at a small section of my abdomen.)

Stim Update

This morning was Day 5 of the stims. Overall, I've been really blessed.

I do have some side effects, and for some strange reason, they seem to be the worst right around 5pm. Perhaps that is when the morning's dose makes it into the bloodstream? It's strange, but that’s when I feel most crampy and nauseous. The worse night by far was Sunday, and the rest have been a lot better.

When I read other blogs about this process, many people talked about Follistim injections causing stomach bruising. I expected this to happen to me, as I tend to bruise easily. Surprisingly, I am on day 5 and I have no bruising, just little red dots. More about those in another post. ;)

All in all, I have no complaints. I was able go to work and pretty much continue with life as usual. Besides the dull cramping, I do have lots of quick, sharp cramps and twinges in my abdomen. Tomorrow, I do injection number six. Then I have my next ultrasound immediately afterward.

I am excited to see what's going on in there. We are hoping for a couple nice, mature eggs and a good lining. What are we not hoping for? Too many mature eggs. Any more than 4, and I'm thinking we'll need to cancel the cycle. Which would be tragic, emotionally and financially. We opted for a very low dose, so hopefully we'll avoid that situation.

In the meantime, I snapped a couple pics of the Follistim. I did this for a couple reasons. First, I thought it would we interesting to look back on this process someday. And secondly, I had a hard time finding the process and pictures online when I was researching this treatment option. So, on that note, enjoy!

Most of the equiptment: The injection "pen", needles, alcohol swabs, sharps container... it's a party!

Regarding the process, it is quite easy. First, take the medicine out of the fridge and allow to come to room tempurature. Load the vial into the pen. Wipe down the end of the pen and your tummy with the alcohol swab. Attach a new needle. Spin the dial at the top of the pen to the required dose. Inject the needle into your abdoman and press down on the dial slowly. Then keep the needle in the skin for about 5 seconds. Pull the needle out, recap it and dispose in the sharps container.

And this is the tiny needle that put me into a sweat on Day 1. What a baby, huh? :) I'm pretty much used to it now.