Friday, June 12, 2009
Tests
So, I had a round of tests earlier this week. Estradiol, FSH, TSH, Prolactin, and thyroid. The nurse said they were all "normal" (don't you hate it when the don't give you the numbers?). The only number she mentioned was the FSH, which was 7.7. She said that's normal, I think she said anything under 10.4 is ok. Just about exactly a year ago (yup, another year down, and no baby), my FSH was 7.0. So it went up 0.7 in a year. But nothing to worry about, right? Right? Hopefully. I'm going to have a saline ultrasound and mock transfer after the start of my next cycle. We're also going to decide whether to switch docs. But it'll all be July and August stuff. I'm about to go away for some work travel. So despite getting the go-ahead to do IVF, we're going to be moving a little slowly. The adoption stuff is slow, too. We're still taking classes and filling out forms. There are so many.
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Good riddance!
... to the freakin' IUIs. That's right. My doc is graduating me. I went in, prepared to fight like hell that the cancelled cycle should be counted as my 9th try, but I didn't have to. He brought up IVF before I had a chance to open my mouth. Soooooo relieved. A little scared, too, to be moving on to the big guns. But so happy to be out of the IUI limbo that I had ceased to believe in. Nothing is final 'til the insurance signs off, but I have a feeling we're moving on to IVF. Because of my June travel, we're probably looking at a July start date, maybe August. He made a point to tell me that at my age we're looking at a 40% success rate, not 100%. He warned me not to believe that IVF was a magic bullet or a guarantee. I need to constantly remind myself of that. I feel so good, though, that both the IVF and adoption options are alive and kicking. (My sweetie actually said that moving to IVF made her feel like we were cheating on our adoptive baby-to-be.) My doc is pretty conservative (only wants to shoot to retrieve 6-10 eggs, only wants to transfer 1 or 2 embryos). I have to decide if I am ok with this, or if I want to jump ship, once the insurance approves it, and do it somewhere else, at a more aggressive clinic. But I don't have to decide that today. Today I get to celebrate the end of IUIs. Fuck 'em.
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