Showing posts with label vacation. Show all posts
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Tuesday, October 23, 2012

First New Consult


The last week and a half have been really busy. I was away for work and to see my dad, and then caught a terrible cold. I came home last Thursday night, really sick, and then had my first consult on Friday afternoon. I was in a bit of a daze due to the head cold, but still went to the appointment of course.

I really liked ARC- I'll just use initials here, but you can probably figure it out if you wanted to. It's a brand new clinic, located in the Brier Creek area. It feels like a spa, all bamboo floors and frosted panes and very calming, and the attention was very personalized and friendly. I liked Dr. C a lot, and the staff (with the exception of the bitchy and confusing financial lady). Downside: it is not cheap. And a real pain to drive to from my house. And untested, as it's new, although both doctors come from Duke and are highly regarded. 

The doctor confirmed that I have a fabulous AMH, equivalent to a 30 year old's, but that in practice my eggs suck. Both in quantity and quality. At least we think they do- I have had such small sample sizes, that it's hard to judge anything much. But the quantity problem is obvious, and the fragmentation is a problem she identified. I am a good candidate for egg donation, as my old doctor was pushing, but this doctor also said she has no reason to recommend against trying the antagonist protocol or flare. I have only ever done Lupron downregulation and that sure didn't work. 

I am officially a "low responder" and limited by my one functioning ovary, so I'm probably just going to waste a ton of money and emotional energy on this, but since when was fertility treatment a rational thing???  I do feel unresolved. As the doctor pointed out, I will walk away after all this with either a baby or the thought that I tried everything I could. She recommends doing an antral follicle count and then choosing which of the two protocols, and taking some time off the pill before beginning in January. She referred to the antagonist protocol as "gentler" and I do have to say I am glad to not have to do Lupron again. She also mentioned human growth hormone, and I want to ask her about assisted hatching, if I do go with ARC.

Anyway, I have not made any decision, and have a consult at Duke on Thursday and a phone consult with Shady Grove on Friday. I am curious as to whether they agree with Dr. C at ARC, or agree with my previous doctor who told me to give it up and try donor eggs. My husband is completely consumed with the business school program he started last month and pretty much absent from this whole process. K has actually been coming with to appointments, which is strange but perhaps the nicest thing anyone not related to me has done. I'm kind of puzzled but grateful to have the support. 

So. I'm doing shitty on paper, but I'm actually not feeling depressed or weepy at all. Amazing what being off the hormones will do for ya. Also we are going to Ecuador for the holidays, just me and B, so I have something fun to look forward to! Then I get to come home and deal with whatever I have chosen to do in January. 

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

CD 11 of Femara, Round 1

We went to Mexico, and I got my period. Oh, well. I guess Clomid wasn't the drug for me. Anyway, today is day 11 of my first Femara cycle, and I meet with Dr. F. on Friday, which is day 14. I am eagerly anticipating that meeting, and seeing (via ultrasound) if Femara is doing anything. I am also more seriously considering acupuncture, though I will wait and see if we are going to stick with Femara or move on to IVF.

Part of me is starting to have doubts lately. If it's this hard to get pregnant, is it a sign? Brian thinks I am being ridiculous, but I just keep searching for meaning in this journey. Is there a reason for what is happening to me? Was I mean to not have children? Is this some kind of blessing in disguise?
Our time in Mexico was wonderful. Just me and B, on vacation in a foreign country, visiting ruins and beaches and loving it and each other. I could get really into trips each year, or more than once a year. Then, we went to Chicago, and his niece and nephew just drove me up the wall. So much crying, whining and screaming, UGH. All of this made me further question why we are trying so hard to change our lives in this way. We have it pretty good the way it is.

But, something inside me still wants this so badly. This week, checking the fertility blogs that I follow, I see that two long-time infertiles are both pregnant. One from IVF, the other I'm not sure but I think just naturally. Wow. This gives me a ray of unexpected hope. Of course, I hope not to wait 3 years. One has been hard enough.

So, maybe Femara will be my drug, but more and more, I'm realizing that IVF is probably going to be what it takes. And that may not even work. I guess it's beyond my control, but I hope to come to peace with whatever will happen. Good night.