a whole new world of waiting

"On pins and needles" takes on an entirely different meaning once you've given up trying to get pregnant. It was, I thought, a poignant yet clever heading with the requisite double meaning - on the one hand, the "pins and needles" attendant with the endless waiting and hoping; on the other, the quite literal needles jabbed daily into belly, thighs, and, of course, the "upper outer quadrant" of the backside, alternating cheeks morning and evening.

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right back where we started from...

I was perhaps feeling a smidge too optimistic after a better-than-expected retrieval yesterday. Somehow, out of the two really mature follicles and one or two that were almost there, the doctor managed to get five eggs, all metastage II (according to G; I was pretty out of it from the nice drugs they gave me before the retrieval).

Dr. S. called a short while ago to say that of the five, the embryologist was able to attempt ICSI on only four, as the fifth was clearly not quite mature. Of that four...only one fertilised. He said it's possible for eggs to fertilise on the second day, but it's really unlikely with ICSI. So - at best - we're looking at one. Again.

No longer feeling particularly optimistic. What are the odds of lightning striking twice, with only one egg - again?
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just in case you were wondering

...what $2,500.00 worth of meds would look like if you put it all in one drawer, here you go:

drug drawer
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anxious much?

Gah - I can tell I'm getting anxious about this upcoming IVF cycle because I'm having bad dreams already.

Last night - more accurately, some time around four o'clock this morning - I dreamed I was in Connecticut for M's wedding. Because it's horribly inconvenient to take all my meds, needles, etc. with me when I travel, it's only natural that I'm supposed to start my injections that weekend.
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