Friday 13th September 2019
Well what a day that was!
It was a Harvest full moon and it was our Anniversary of….a longtime together.
We were booked in for egg retrieval.
Yep, we went through yet another cycle of IVF, making this our fifth embryo transfer and our third round of stimulation injections.
Lucky number three.
This time our fertility specialist upped the dose and tweaked it a bit in hope for more eggs.
Drug order was: Menopur 300 ui
Ovidrel 250 mcg
Orgalutran 250 mcg
Crinone 8% 90 mgm
Had a good run with it.
Didn’t really experience any dramatic hormonal side affects.
Although on the first follicular scan they only found 3 and they were underdeveloped
I had to remain on injections longer than I have before. 12 days of shots in the belly at this stage.
Then had a 2nd scan done, three more days of shots, and finally – they found 4 good sized follicles ready for harvest.
Yay, on cycle day 14 I stoped hormones and had the trigger shot to release those eggs for retrieval.
Then came…………………………….Friday the 13th
When I woke from anesthetic, had a tiny number 7 written in black pen on my palm.
That’s the best yet! Lucky number 7.
Mr R came and greeted me with a bunch of flowers and a big hug.
We did it babe! HaPpY AnNiVeRsArY!
Home we went to rest, and think about how fertilisation is going every spare moment.
Must had fallen asleep as I woke on the lounge to my phone ringing.
Mr R was about to switch it on silent when I said “Wait , it may be my boss could you answer and tell her I’m asleep”.
Curling back up to return to my slumber I hear Mr R mention My Dad’s name, when I turned to look at at him I notice he was ghostly white and seems shocked.
“Who is it?’ I call out.
He covers the mouth piece and said “It’s your Dad….Your Dad died”.
Everything became a blur from that point on.
Having to travel 6 hours interstate.
Organise a funeral.
Travel back home for an embryo transfer.
Then travel back interstate for the ceremony.
Clean my fathers home and belongings up In time to return to work, already had so much time off due to IVF, had to return.
I had no time to think about myself during the two week wait (2WW).
Which in retrospect was a good thing I guess.
Except one thought that lingered.
When I told the Nurses at the fertility clinic about dad’s sudden passing, they all said one thing they have experienced many times while working there that “when there’s a death there always comes life afterwards”.
This gave me hope and saddened me.
To cut a long story short ,
The embryo did not stick around
1 of the 7 was damaged
1 died
4 fertilised – But weren’t developing fast enough and not fit for freezing
From 7 to none.
Its been 3 months after this dark period.
Have been a fake smiling, dragging one foot in front of the other trying to keep on keeping on.
Since then have not embarked on another round of IVF.
But instead ~ had a Hystoroscopy and an endometrial biopsy.
Our Specialist wanted to check the uterus make sure there’s no scar tissue, polyps or anything nasty going on in there.
And thank the heavens the results came back good!
Squeaky clean.
No issues down there.
Three weeks post-op my thyroid is a tad wonky and I have blood showing up in urine.
GP believes the blood could simply be inflammation from the hysteroscopy.
Was given a course of antibiotics ~
And now will have to follow up with my GP in the coming weeks.
Cant wait for a fresh new year. 2020 is going to be a good year!
The Pipeless Lovers Journey through I.V.F 