Friday, April 30, 2010

Happy to be anxious

Let's see what I've done today while (im)patiently waiting for beta #2 tomorrow:

  • Taught my last classes for the semester!!!  WOOHOO!!  
  • POAS -- because the day between betas is apparently enough to make even an anti-POAS girl need to see two lines.
  • Tried to decide if the random waves of nausea I'm feeling (it's like something is caught in my throat) is actually just anxiety.  It's kind of hard to tell -- because anxiety is definitely there.
  • Been incredibly snarky to my students and colleagues -- I keep wanting to scream at them "leave me alone, I'm trying to keep an embryo viable right now.  I can't deal with your petty arguments!"
  • Celebrated the fact that I am utterly exhausted.  Which is funny because I've been exhausted the last two weeks but it has been from overworking, undersleeping and overcaffeinating.  Now, of course, it must be from spider embie.  My DH said "ah, guess you're already using that excuse" with a chuckle -- I wanted to bop him upside the head.
  • Lamented the fact that the one month during all of TTC that I drank a latte a day (or more, it's been a rough couple of weeks at work) during the 2ww was this month. So, now I'm convinced that it's going to keep this embryo from sticking.  Or maybe it's that caffeine is what my body needed to get pregnant!
  • Stared at my boobs in the mirror -- if you stare long enough the veins will pop out and look like they're more intense. 
  • Poked my nipples.  Um, well, see my boobs always hurt post-O but this time my nipples are really sore and sensitive.  So, every so often, I keep poking my nipples (in a tasteful way... ) to make sure they still hurt.
  • Freaked out about what I'm eating.  Between feeling like I'd given up hope and exhaustion and stress I have definitely been eating terribly lately. 
  • Tried to figure out if the pangs in my abdomen mean anything.
  • Ran to the bathroom at least once an hour to see if I'm spotting.
  • Wondered if my anti-POAS-ness has ever caused me to miss a chemical pregnancy.  I swear I've felt all these pangs before.  Worried that I'm just still waiting for AF.
You know, if there's one thing IF has taught me it is that you never know what others are feeling unless you've been in their shoes.  I've watched so many of my IF friends get pregnant and be anxious about staying pregnant (I'm obviously not talking about my friends who have a history of m/c) and thought "oh, come on already -- you're pregnant!"  I've tried to empathize and knew that I probably couldn't really understand what they were feeling.  But, seriously, anxiety has set in.  I'm swinging from thinking about what I'll need to say to my boss to feeling like these cramps I'm feeling means it is over.

Please don't get me wrong, I'm feeling happy and positive, too.  I'm truly amazed.  I'm absolutely loving all of this.  Just the thought that I finally get to worry about all of this is making me laugh with occasional giddiness.  I have so much hope.  For the first time in a year or so, I feel like something has gone right. 

I am just so happy to be so anxious!!! 

Thursday, April 29, 2010

It's officially official

First of all -- I cannot tell you how much all of your comments have meant to me today!!!  You ladies are so wonderful!  I love you all and can't imagine going through all of this without you.


I got my beta results back -- 52.8 for 13 DPO.  As far as I can tell, that's just about average, so I'm good with that!  We'll go for beta #2 on Saturday morning.  It will be less than 48 hours, so I'm just hoping that things will be heading up. 

I am still in total disbelief.  Getting the beta helped (I was convinced the nurse was going to tell me that I was an idiot), but it just doesn't seem real.  I am almost embarrassed to believe that we are one of "those couples" who get pregnant when they're waiting for their IVF appointment.  Those people have always made me crazy!  I thought it would be funny if it happened, but I definitely didn't think it would!! 

I'm still not quite sure why I tested this morning.  The only unusual symptom is that my boobs have been huge (which is saying something for me...they are usually D and head to DD post-O).  I had AF cramps yesterday but never started spotting, which I would have expected.  My temp shot up this morning, and I've been having hot flashes, so I thought I'd just take the darn test so I would know I was imagining things and it was negative and could just move on.  The only test I had in the house was a digital that came in a pack of OPKs.  I am a firm non-POAS girl.  I think I've only tested 4 times in 20 cycles.  I ran in and made my DH read the test.  Neither of us could believe it.

I just truly can't believe this is real and just hope so much that it will stick.  But, at this point, my DH and I both are just so happy to know that it is possible for us to get pregnant.  I had really started to lose hope.

And, yes, Mic, you totally called it! :)  I can't believe that a randomly bloody nose was an actual pregnancy symptom!

Please think happy sticky thoughts for my little SpiderEmbie.  That name has stuck with me ever since Ana sang it to me so many months ago.  I'm just hoping this little embie is going to stick around!!

The Universe is funny

Umm...


I don't actually know what to do with this.  I'm in utter and complete shock.  I'm not even sure what made me POAS this morning.

Right now I can't even think too far in the future.  I can't get a beta until this afternoon so probably won't have the results until tomorrow.   It's early days still (I think I'm 13 DPO), so I have no idea what might happen.  But, this is the first time I've ever seen a positive and I'm just flabbergasted. 

For now, for today, for the first time in 20 months, I'm pregnant.  

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

So burnt out and a new toy!

Today's post is brought to you by 11 DPO -- a time when my brain tends to careen from high to low within seconds.

I just have to make it through one more week of classes, then finals, then a giant pile o' grading and I'll be out of class until June 5th.  Lots of work to do before June 5 (I'm teaching a brand new class this summer to a bunch of students we're bringing onto campus the summer before their freshman year), but I won't be in class for  four weeks!!  I am incredibly burnt out and really need a break.  I need to feel excited about teaching again.  I really hope this new class this summer helps.  Right now I just feel tired and annoyed all the time.  I really need a break.


I'm having typical 1ww roller coaster emotions.  Not that there are any signs that are different this month than any other month, but the irony of getting pregnant while waiting for an IVF consult while incredibly stressed at work would just be too perfect.  So, my hope this month is that the universe thinks like that, too.

I was an emotional mess this weekend.  I sobbed to my DH multiple times about IF then I bawled my eyes out watching the Humane Society awards for animal issue portrayal in the media.  Seriously, I couldn't see I was crying so much.  Note to self:  do not watch either sweet or upsetting TV when you're hormonal.

As to the new toy -- I have a new iPad!!!  OK, so actually, it's not mine.  It was purchased as part of a grant  to see if we can figure out how we can use them in the classroom.  But, at the moment, I get to hold onto it (and test out some apps because, you know, I've got to see the kind of things it can do...).  It. Is. So. Cool.  I've only had it for a day and my DH already thinks I'm addicted.  And, all I can think, as I wander around with it, is "OMG look at me on my Star Trek PADD.  I'm in the future."

Of course, it is keeping me totally distracted from work.  I seriously need to disconnect from technology at some point if I'm ever going to get anything accomplished again...

    Friday, April 23, 2010

    Oh dear, I really am doomed

    ABC News had a story the other day about people who live past 100.  Here's what the researchers said is the key:
    Perls said that Matthews and many of the others he's studied are better at managing stress, more outgoing and more optimistic, even about aging.  "They don't dwell on things. They don't internalize things that are stressful," said Perls.
    (Click here for the story and to watch a sweet 101-year-old lady play the piano.)

    OK, let's see how I'm doing:
    • "...better at managing stress..."
      • Uh, well.  Let's see what I normally do when I'm stressed.  I freeze in place and can't move forward.  I have a panic attack.  I eat sugar and salt and more sugar and more salt.  Then I sit in front of the television or computer trying to ignore what is making me stressed (thereby putting it off and making me more stressed...)  That sounds pretty good, right?  It doesn't?  Huh.  Strike one for Rebecca
    • "...more outgoing..."
      • Yeah, I fall squarely on the introvert side of things.  The idea of talking on the phone (even to friends) can send me into a panic attack.  Strike two for Rebecca
    • "...more optimistic..."
      • LOL.  Would anyone out there call me an optimist?  Anyone?  If so, you really haven't been paying attention...  Strike three for Rebecca
    • "...even about aging..."
      • I direct you to my ICLW intro post for a description of how old I feel...at 35.  Um, this could be a problem.  Strike four for Rebecca...wait, that's too many
    • "They don't dwell on things."
      • Let's see, I started a blog so that I could have a place to dwell on my infertility.  I spend half of my day (OK, let's face it, all of my day) obsessing about my infertility.  If allowed, I would talk to everyone, at any time, for hours on end about my infertility.  Nope, I don't dwell on things.  Strike five for Rebecca...um, I sense a problem here
    • "They don't internalize things that are stressful."
      • Yeah, I give up.  Strike six for Rebecca...it's all over

    Well, who wants to live past 100, anyway?  I mean, thinking optimistically, that's 65 more years of stress, anxiety, avoiding social situations and dwelling on not being pregnant.

    Thursday, April 22, 2010

    IF has now officially caused me to lose it

    (I'm warning you now, this is a little on the gross side...)

    For whatever reason (allergies, dry air, I don't know) I've had a vaguely bloody nose for the past week or two.  Not flowing blood but bright red blood whenever I blow my nose.  (Told you this is gross...)

    So, of course, as a tried and true TP inspector, every time I blow my nose and see the blood my mind instantly thinks "Oh, crap, AF is here."

    And, if I toss a piece of nose bleed TP in the toilet and close the lid (it is Earth Day after all, got to save water) then, when I come back to use the bathroom, I see the bloody TP in the toilet and think "Oh, crap, how did I miss it?  AF is here."


    IF has taken over my brain.  There's no hope for me now.

    Oh, dear. 

    Wednesday, April 21, 2010

    Is it really April ICLW already?!

    Welcome ICLWers!  I'm insane to try to participate in ICLW this month -- it's the end of the semester here and I've barely been able to make it through the day lately as it is, but I would miss ICLW too much if I skipped it!  So, here I am!

    For those who are new here, a brief-ish summary:

    My name is Rebecca, I'm 35 and, in the real world, I'm married to a wonderful man, live in a tiny town in Missouri and teach chemistry at a small college.  My DH and I have been together since 2005 and started TTC when we got married in October of 2008.  It's funny that I look at myself when we started at 33 and think "how young" because now that I've turned 35 I feel old.  I realize I'm not that old, it's just starting to weigh on me.  Stupid "advanced maternal age." 

    Our IF issues:  We were dealing with a blocked right tube, but we think it's clear, now (after a hysteroscopy in December).  Now my RE thinks that the "possible scar tissue" on my left tube might be a hydrosalpinx.  She's recommending an exploratory lap (although before she said we didn't need it...) but my insurance won't cover it (at all -- yikes for a $15,000 bill!) so we're looking into a second opinion on that.  I also have a borderline high baseline FSH (12), so we're hoping to be a little more on the proactive side.  After having multiple cycles canceled due to large cysts and thin linings caused by the demon that is Clomid, we had four IUIs using Femara.  Nothing but BFNs.

    Right now I'm in the 2ww of a medication/treatment break cycle (number 20) as we weigh our options of where to go next.  My brain (and my DH) is very happy to be fake hormone free for a while.  Most likely we're headed to IVF.  Unfortunately, we're probably going to have to change clinics to do it.  My previous clinic is very small and doesn't have a great track record with IVF (mostly because they just don't do a lot of cycles each year).  And, the new clinic is nearly 3 hours away (did I mention I live in a tiny town in the middle of nowhere?), so we're working on the logistics.  We're still working at gathering the info together that we need before we can set up a first appointment with the new clinic.

    At this point, I go back and forth about whether I want to do IVF or not.  Some days it seems like the obvious choice.  Other days it seems ridiculous and I'm certain we won't do it.  I think I'm just starting to feel a little beat down by the whole thing and am having a hard time imagining that even IVF will work for us.  (I realize that, in the grand scheme, we haven't even been trying 2 years, so I'm possibly being a little melodramatic.)  So, I'm just wondering what the point is to it.  Lots of stress, time, money, etc.  I know that it is probably our best chance and our chances of success will only get worse as I get older, but I guess I'm mostly afraid that, if we try it and it doesn't work, then what ever will?  If it just stays out in front of us as "a last possibility" then I never have to face it failing.

    (Yeesh, and I thought my brain was taking a break from the stress/depression of IF with no meds.  Huh, who knew, it's actually just me!)

    Monday, April 19, 2010

    Catching up

    Sorry I've been MIA for a while.  My stepfather's 70th birthday was this weekend and my DH and I went home to Atlanta for the giant party my mother threw on Saturday.  We were basically rushing to get there, running around like crazy while we were there and rushing to get back.  I have so much work to do to catch up and, obviously, I'm not doing it right now because I can't seem to keep my eyes open I'm so exhausted.  So, I figured I'd try to update my neglected blog!

    The party was good -- tons of people, great food, a good time over all.  Lots of answering the same questions over and over again "How long are you staying?"  "Why don't you stay longer?"  "When are you moving back to Atlanta?"  "What do you mean you and your husband have jobs that you like and you don't want to move?"  "How is life in Maryland/Montana/Mississippi/Minnesota?"  (No one can ever remember I live in Missouri -- they just know it starts with an M.)  "How..are..uh..things going?  Anything to report?" (Pointed glance at my stomach.  They started to make me self-conscious that I needed to wear tighter spanx...)  I managed to dodge a lot of questions and hide from the pregnant or those carrying small children for the most part.

    Then there's the one friend of my mother's who I see about once a year who asks me every time if I've lost weight in a shocked voice.  I really would like to know how large she pictures me in her mind to think I've lost weight every time I see her since, if anything, I've gained weight!  I'm never quite sure what to say...

    I *think* I O'd on the Friday -- at least, that's what FF has settled on.  My temperatures have been all out of whack with traveling.  I had two positive OPKs and horrendous O pains leading up to it, but then it took until today for my temperature to really go up.  I'd just like to know when to expect AF to show up.  


    Today I had a really awkward conversation with a close friend at work.  We haven't told anyone around here what's going on with us and I know she's been dying to ask for at least a year.  This was shortly after she confirmed my suspicions that the wife of a colleague is pregnant with their second (their first was born when we'd been trying for a few months.)  So, she said "I'm just going to come out and be nosy and you can tell me if I am being too nosy."  Obviously I knew what was coming next --  "Are you guys going to have children?"  All I could come up with in response was "it's not really up to us" and "we're not really talking to people about it."  Part of me wants to talk to her about it but I just don't want it all getting spread around the building.  I don't think she'd share if I asked her not to, but I don't really want to put her in that position because I know others will try to beat it out of her.  And, it's doubly hard because she got pregnant accidentally and I just don't feel like she'll be able to sympathize!  I absolutely love her little girl (she's 3 1/2 and just adorable) and I wish I could share, but I guess I'm just not ready, yet.

    There's a "deeper" post rolling around in my head but, right now, I'm just going to try to catch up on my Google Reader and take a break before I have to get back to work!

    Wednesday, April 14, 2010

    The Internet has made me a bit of an "oversharer"

    Remember back when you were embarrassed to say the word "vagina" in public?

    Remember when you blushed when talking about "semen?"

    Remember when you didn't feel the need to tell casual acquaintances the details of your cycle?


    I remember when I first joined a TTC board and I thought "OMG, I will never post details about what days my DH and I do....well... you know."  I'm generally quite reluctant to discuss personal things (I'm a bit of a prude that way), so getting to the point where I'll go on about "timed intercourse" with the best of them was a big step.  I'll gladly share our BD'ing patterns and sperm counts.  (I still blush a little...but just a little...)  Now I'll talk about every part of my cycle like I'm giving out a recipe for a favorite dish.

    The problem -- I can't seem to disconnect blogging and TTC-board comments from the real world!  This came to a head when my DH and I were talking with our boss the other day.  I kept having to hold my tongue to keep from telling him way too much information about what our IVF process involves!  It's a medical thing, right?  And, we're all scientists!  So, of course I want to talk about the specifics.  And, there's something about finally being able to talk about it with someone IRL that makes me want to just jabber on about the entire process.  And, of course, it's complicated by the fact that our boss was a good friend before he was our boss.  But, seriously, I do not really want to be sharing the specifics of when I'm expecting AF with my boss!!!! 

    Things that were, in retrospect, a little too much sharing:
    • My DH said "well, it all depends on Rebecca's cycle" and I just nodded and then said "well, but they can control that somewhat."  Do I really want my boss talking about my cycle?
    • My DH said that he was going to be out of town during the most "convenient" time for us to do IVF (if we happened to have any choice) and I said "well, we don't really need you there!"  My boss laughed and said "no, you really don't!"  Do I really want my boss visualizing this?!  He did IUI himself several years ago, so he obviously does know what we meant.  But, really?
    So, yeah, thank you Internet for breaking down some walls.  But, my post-conversation embarrassment meter would really appreciate it if you could put a few of them back up!

    Monday, April 12, 2010

    Put one foot in front of the other...

    Step one done!  DH read the packet!  It didn't make him freak out -- he was eerily calm.  (Again, isn't it a good thing one of us can stay that way?)

    He called the new RE's and it looks like the earliest we'll probably be able to get in is the end of May and then we'll be 1-3 months from cycling.  That's about what I expected.  And, a few more med-free cycles is probably a good thing for my mental health.

    I mean, med-free, my CD9 freak out wasn't nearly as bad as it usually is...  OK, it sort of was, but I think that was due to the giant packet of doom more than anything else.

    We met with our "boss" this afternoon to let him know about the potential time off I'll be needing as we forge into IVF-land.  It was our first "official" meeting to let him know what was going on, but he already knew for the most part -- he's my DH's close friend and the only person in town that he's actually shared our IF-issues with.  He and his wife went through secondary IF several years ago, so he's definitely sympathetic.  Anyway, my DH convinced me that it was a good idea to talk to him in an official way.  There's a chance that my department chair might start adding more classes/students to my schedule next semester and we need to make sure they're aware that I might have to randomly disappear for a few weeks in the middle of the summer or semester.

    It's very hard for me to accept that it's OK for me to disappear for this.  My DH keeps having to remind me that this is a medical problem and, if we had any other medical problem, I'd have to take off and the school would just have to deal with it.  I know that's true and I'm working on it.

    I know that the school secretary is now probably convinced that we're pregnant.  Usually the only time that married couples from different departments make an appointment to see the dean together is when they're letting him know that they'll need maternity leave...  I can't tell you how much I'm looking forward to that day!

    In the meantime, it's CD11 and time to get started on some natural TTC'ing.

    Saturday, April 10, 2010

    One step at a time

    Thank you ladies.  To all of you and especially to the BTDT folks.  You're right.  Just because they sent me all the info in the world at once doesn't mean I have to deal with all of it at once!!!  One step at a time is the way to go. 

    So, first step -- getting my DH to take the time to read the giant packet.  I think he's much less overwhelmed by the volume of it -- he really wants the info.  I just need to get him to do it.  I did explain to him that we need to do some b/w before we can even make an appointment so hopefully he'll help me get to that. 

    Second step -- getting the bloodwork done. 

    And, I'm not going to think beyond that!!!

    It's a gorgeous day here today and I'm so excited to do some laundry and hang it on the clothesline! :)  Makes me feel so happy.  We went out to our cabin (we bought a little ramshackle cabin on a lake about 20 minutes away a few years ago) for a little bit and paddled around in the new paddle boat that we just bought from our neighbors.  I sat out on the deck and watched the birds fly by.  My DH is still out there doing some work on the cabin.  I came back because I have some work-work to do.  But, before that, I'm just going to relax for a bit in the sunshine.  What a wonderful way to spend the day!

    Friday, April 9, 2010

    Paperwork is scary

    So, remember how we were "waiting for the information packet" from the new RE's office? It came yesterday.  I know many of you have been through this and dealt with it already.  But, it totally blindsided me how this would make me feel.

    O. M. G.

    OK, I've seen so many on-line friends go through IVF that I feel like I know what to expect -- in the cycles, that is.  You pay your life savings, you suppress, you stim, you trigger, you retrieve, you fertilize, you transfer, you wait, you test.  (Don't all yell at me.  I know that's a quick, painless summary for something that is so physically and emotionally painful and exhausting and is missing lots of steps.)  My current RE's office gives out some info about IVF.  It's not that long, it just talks about how they do cycles and some cost analysis.  The information packet for this big clinic?  Wow.  This place, being an IVF conveyor belt kind of place, has so much information I was actually starting to have a panic attack by the time I finished the fourth sub-packet of eight.  (The one that had a fill-in-the-blank letter to send to your insurance company in the hopes that they might cover some part of it.)

    This is a good thing, of course.  You want a place that has already thought about all the questions you could and should ask.  However, no matter how much I've thought about IVF, I think I'd kind of like to be able to ask the questions before getting all the answers.  I want all this information eventually, but, right now, all I want is to make an appointment to get a second opinion about my tubes and to talk to you about whether we qualify for your IVF program!

    The ridiculous thing is that I'm now more freaked out about the process of getting started with the clinic than I am about actually going through IVF!

    Here are the things that are freaking me out the most right now:

    1. Random b/w that needs to be done before we're even allowed to schedule an appointment to talk with them.  Mostly just proving we don't have various STDs, etc.  Some of it we've done already, some we haven't.  Got to get that figured out ASAP.
    2. Getting information transferred from my previous docs.  I really don't like this part.  I know it has to happen, but I just would rather stay under the radar for the moment that we're thinking of changing clinics.  I was kind of hoping we could talk to them first before they had to have my entire medical/infertile history.  I know that doesn't make too much sense, but I've always been terrible at telling someone (doctor, cable guy, hair stylist, you name it) that I'm changing providers.  I'm one of those people that will stick with someone who gives them the worst hair cut in the world rather than have to admit to the stylist that I don't like it!  I just don't like to be critical (to someone's face that is...) And, I'm afraid that we'll end up needing my original RE's office again and I'll be crawling back to them so I don't really want to just have the other clinic do it anonymously.  I need to call them myself.  This is the stupidest of my fears but the one that sends me most into panic.  Maybe I'll make my DH do it. 
    3. We're probably not going to qualify for their "warranty" program that would give us reduced costs if we don't get pregnant.  I figured this might be true, but it still sucks.  The main requirements for it are antral follie count and FSH at 10 or below (as determined by their clinic).  I'm not sure about the antral count, but my FSH was 12 the last time we checked.  I know their clinic could come up with a different number, but this has been my biggest fear all along.  I know that, no matter what, it means that my chances aren't as good as they could be of IVF working in any case.  I just hope it doesn't go up so high that they won't even let me try (even without the warranty program).
    4. The distance.  I just don't know how we're going to do it.  Even if I find someone around here to monitor locally, I'm not sure how "local" we'll be able to make that.  It still could be more than an hour away.  If I have to have monitoring appointments every morning (and if the local hospital can't do it -- they should be able to, but I don't know if they can) I'm going to have to leave at 5 am so I can get back in time for my 9 am class. 
    5. Scheduling an initial appointment.  I don't know how long it could take to even get started and it freaks me out.  It could be months before they can fit us in. This has been the major advantage of working with an itty-bitty clinic.  They always have a slot open.  That's been great.  If it takes 3 months for us to get an appointment, then two months to get ready to do IVF, it will be the middle of the fall semester before we can get started.  I just don't know how I'll manage to do that.  My DH will be on a sabbatical from teaching next academic year (he'll be in and out of town working with various businesses around the area).  His schedule will be pretty flexible, though.  I'll be teaching full time.  My "out of class" times are relatively flexible (and I'm really lucky in that) but the "in class" times are set in stone and I'm not in a position where I can get a substitute for a class.  And, my schedule next fall has me teaching at 8:30 four days a week.  I just don't know how we'll do it. 
    There are other things, I'm sure.  (I think I blocked most of them out my head when I had to remind myself to breathe as my panic built higher and higher.)  You'd think the money would freak me out, but I think I was prepared for that.  I know IVF is a huge step, but I didn't realize that I'd be most freaked out about trying to get to the giant step rather than taking the step itself!

    It really makes me want to stay with my old clinic.  I guess it's an inertia thing.  It's just easier -- I know who I'm dealing with.  I know that I could get started as soon as I want to.  I know the timing.  I know the people.  I know the distances.  I know how it will work. 

    But, I also know that there will be a lot of uncertainties there, too -- are they doing the right meds?  Are they being appropriately aggressive?  Will they handle everything correctly?  Will they really know how to deal with me and my issues?  How will they deal with any "surprises" along the way?  If we only get one shot, will we lose it because the first try is too much of a "let's see what happens" kind of thing? 

    With the big clinic, I know I'll probably be just a number to them.  But, I know that they've dealt with "my type" before.  They'll be able to say to me "well, at your age, with your FSH we've had ___ % take home a baby in the past 5 years."  Even if that % is small, I'd feel confident that it is a correct representation of my chances. 

    I know all of what they do is a good thing.  But, it makes me pine for my small, intimate clinic where everybody knows my name.  Not quite like I walk into the room and everyone yells "NOOOORRRMMM," but we're getting close.

    Thursday, April 8, 2010

    Umm... I didn't need to see that!

    Part II of Rebecca's continuing "wow, that's unprofessional" series.  (For Part I in our series, see "Rebecca Rolls Her Eyes.")

    I have an add-on to my work e-mail program that organizes my messages and keeps track of information about the various people who e-mail me.  It's incredibly useful (although it makes my e-mail crash occasionally...).  When I first downloaded it, you could add a picture to someone's profile.  It was kind of fun.  I added a really cute pic of my DH from our wedding and pictures of my parents.  Apparently, some time in the last several months, it upgraded itself and now it scoops pictures from people's profiles on various social networking websites:  the dreaded FB, Twi.tter, Lin.ked In, etc.  This has led to some very interesting pictures popping up in my work e-mail -- wedding pictures from the 70s, people's children, cartoon characters (I got an e-mail from a student named Ariel today and it showed a picture of the Little Mermaid), dogs and cats, u/s photos (see, can't even get away from them if you don't use FB!) and, once, a really large pig.

    Mostly this has just been amusing because I'm sure people have no idea that these pictures are going out to their professional contacts.  Today, I got a message from a student asking me very politely and professionally if I had a position available for him in my research lab in the fall.  This was the picture that accompanied it:


    I seriously can't stop laughing long enough to respond.

    Wednesday, April 7, 2010

    Ooh -- 50 posts

    OK, so this is my 50th post and I feel like it should be something big and exciting.

    Um...I've got nothing.

    Seriously, nothing.  Apparently going med-free has affected my ability to be both snarky and pithy! ☺  


    I will say that, as I've reached this very small milestone, I just want to say a gigantic thank you to all of you out there.  I never really thought I'd enjoy blogging so much.  Makes me want to run out and tell everyone I know they should blog.  When I get frustrated or excited, all I can think is "ooh, I need to blog about that."   I know you guys understand what I'm going through (the good and the bad) and it just makes so much of a difference. 

    OK, sappy moment done.  Snarky Rebecca will return soon, I'm sure. ☺

    Monday, April 5, 2010

    "Spring" break -- woohoo!

    I'm enjoying a day off -- our school gives the students the day after Easter off (and calls it "Spring" break so that they don't have to admit it has anything to do with a religious holiday) so that they can spend time at home on Sunday and have time to travel back to school.  I'm so glad for the three day weekend. 

    Thanks for your comments about the new plans.  I think that moving on to a new clinic is a good thing.  Right now I'm going through giant swings between feeling really excited about the prospect of IVF and feeling a sense of panic about the idea of doing IVF.  Having watched so many friends on-line go through IVF, it isn't such a scary unknown, but it still stresses me out to think of it. I guess it feels like up until now we've just been "trying" and, if we turn to IVF, we're "TRYING." 

    My DH seems to be mostly on board.  I almost think he's happy to try this new clinic because it makes us wait for a while.  When I said something about needing to make an appointment with them relatively soon because we'd need to do CD3 b/w with them (and that would either need to be in early May or we'd have to wait until June) he just kept saying "wait until we get the information packet from them."  I just said that I wanted to make sure he was aware of the timing and he kind of bristled and left the room.  When I try to discuss any of the timing of the summer with him, he seems to close off.  I'm not sure if he's just tired of hearing me talk about it, feels out of control, is worried about money or what. 

    I know that he's really doing this for me.  If he had his way, we'd just keep doing Femara-IUIs every month until I'm 42 or it finally works, whichever comes first (I'm feeling like 42 would be first...).  In his mind we only have maybe a 10% chance of it working each time, so it isn't unusual that it hasn't worked, yet.  So, we should keep trying that until it does.  Yeah, that's because his part of the process involves a two day notice from me of when I'll need him, a hotel stay and a 5 minute, not entirely unpleasant contribution.  Oh, and giving me a shot in the ass.  Mine involves medication induced loss of emotional control, constant embarrassing rescheduling of work, at least four days a month of 3-hour round trips to be "probed," painful bloating, stabbing pains in the ovaries, painful sex with ovaries about to pop, a fun speculum up the hooha, five minutes of stabbing searching for my cervix, stabbing catheters in my uterus, cramping, spotting, PMS and monthly total emotional breakdown.  Oh, yeah, and getting a shot in the ass!  You could see why, to him, this really isn't that big of a deal! 


    I'm hoping that "once we get the information packet" we can actually talk about it all.  I'm not saying he hasn't been wonderful through all of this and he is definitely always there for me.  Just the fact that he was seeking information on his own means the world to me.  But, I know that he really doesn't feel quite the same sense of urgency as I do.

    And, that's OK.  Someone needs to stay sane through all of this.

    Saturday, April 3, 2010

    Where do we go from here?

    Thanks for all your comments, ladies.  It really means a lot!  Yesterday afternoon I stormed around the house screaming at the world that I just didn't care anymore and was giving up.  I drowned my sorrows in a beer and french fries last night and I'm feeling a lot better today.  My DH would say it's because it's sunny again and it was raining yesterday.  I prefer to think that the weather reflects my mood rather than the other way around... ;)  Yep, I have that kind of power.  LOL.

    This is going to be incredibly long because I'm really just trying to gather my thoughts together, so feel free to ignore it!  For those who don't want to read a dissertation, here's a summary:  no meds this cycle, RE thinks I still have a tube issue, we'll probably skip injects and move to IVF, we probably will be moving to a different clinic (in another state) for IVF.

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    Anyway, I talked to the nurse yesterday and must have sounded like a gibbering idiot.  All I could really say is that I was very uncertain and just didn't know what to do.  She had the doctor call me and that was great.  I told her about the timing issue for this cycle and she seemed disappointed.  She did say that while taking the meds and doing timed BD'ing might give us a slightly better (like 2% better) chance than just doing timed BD'ing, it really didn't seem worth it.  So, we're going to go med free this month.  I was feeling disappointed, but I'm doing OK with it now.  My brain (and my DH) could use a break from med crazy Rebecca.

    We also talked a lot about percentages and where we go from here.  We're going to use this cycle to make some decisions.  Basically, she seems to think that I might still have a tubal issue.  She said that she thinks that the HSG showed a dilated left tube and she really thinks that we should do a lap so she can look at it to see if there is a hydrosalpinx and possibly remove the tube.  Now, when I look at my image and look at pictures of hydrosalpinx on the web, it looks nothing like that (no sausage tube, and dye spilled freely).  But, I guess she thinks that it may be starting to form and causing fluid to flow back into the uterus preventing pregnancy.  She also said, though, that of course there could be absolutely nothing wrong with it.  She said that she'd like to do the lap before we went to IVF because it might prevent IVF from working, too. 

    The frustrating thing about this is that before we had the hysteroscopy in December she told us that it was OK not to do the lap/hystero combo because if we went to IVF we'd be bypassing the tubes so it would be redundant. The lap would cost us about $15k out of pocket (in addition to the $5k we spent on the hysteroscopy) and would then still most likely lead to IVF.  (My insurance is, according to the nurses at the REs, the worst they've ever seen and once you've been diagnosed with IF, they essentially won't cover anything that might even vaguely be associated with IF even if you're in horrible pain -- which I often am.)

    I told her I was disappointed with the fact that Femara was really giving me only one or two follies a cycle which didn't seem to be increasing our chances much.  And, I reminded her about my borderline CD3 FSH level (12) and she said something about "that's why I want to be aggressive" which I find amusing because two weeks ago she said I should keep doing the Femara-IUI combo until we'd done it 7 times!  Anyway, she said she thought adding injects would (assuming the tube isn't a problem) increase our chances from about 10-15% per cycle to 20-25%.  But, of course, there are the risks of multiples or canceled cycles and the thought that it might not increase the numbers anyway.  And, adding the expense and uncertainty, who knows if it is worth it.  She said she thought that IVF would give us a 50-60% chance of taking home a baby within three cycles given my age.  And, she talked about the study I've seen that essentially said that a cost comparison of injects to IVF made it seem like IVF was a better value. 

    So, it looks like we're heading to IVF (which alternately causes me to feel calm and happy and absolutely freaked out).  The decision now, though, is where and what to do beforehand.  I hate to say this, but I think we're going to be moving to a different clinic.  I really love the people at my clinic.  The nurses are wonderful, the staff is great, the REs are great.  But, they're really small and don't have particularly good records with IVF.  Mostly because they just don't do that many each year.  Maybe 13 cycles total per year.  Their records with younger women are OK, but, their records for women my age are terrible.  Looking back over all the years on record with SART they've basically had one successful pregnancy out of about 25 cycles over the past 6 years with women 35-37.  That is not encouraging!  Now, my RE is the new IVF director and was successful at her previous clinic.  So, that might help, but again, they just don't have the records and, when you're putting your entire savings into what might be a one shot deal, you want to know that they've at least done this before.  So, unless they can say "we'll give you the cycles for free and make you part of some study or another" I don't see us staying there.  (Especially because my DH is a statistician and those numbers freaked him out.)

    There's another clinic in the same area (mind you these are still both in a town 90 miles from here) but they don't have any records available with SART at all so I have no idea what to think of them.  My DH has been exploring a clinic about 160 miles away in a neighboring state in the town where my SIL works.  He talked to them yesterday and they even mentioned the possibility of doing local monitoring (assuming someone around here can do it) and then working with them.   They have excellent stats for IVF and lots and lots of cycles each year for women of all ages.  They also have a really good "warranty" program to help with expenses (assuming we qualify).  Their website has lots of information and makes it seem like IVF is normal for them rather than a "rare" thing for them to do.  They're sending us some info and we'll make some decisions soon about setting up an appointment with them.  The downside is that I'm sure we'll have a hard time setting up cycles because they'll be busy!  If nothing else, I'd really like to get a second opinion about the tube issue.

    So, I'm feeling more confident about our plans.  I have no idea how I'll work with a clinic that is almost 3 hours away and not take a leave of absence.  But, it seems like they might be willing to work with us a little on that.  I really wish I wasn't teaching this summer, but I can't get out of it.  There is more flexibility, though, than in a normal semester so we'll see how it goes.  There are still no guarantees and it may still not happen, but at least I'll feel like we're trying something that has a chance.

    Anyway, that's where we stand right now.  If you read this far I admire your ability to keep track of my scattered thoughts! 

    Friday, April 2, 2010

    On to the next

    Guess it's time to start cycle 20.  AF just showed up.  I had a lovely cry in the bathroom stall.  I hate when I let myself get excited about a cycle because it makes it suck even more when it all comes crashing down. 


    I know this goes without saying, but I just hate this so much.  There's a part of me that keeps thinking -- well, I've surely paid my dues by now and this cycle will be the one, right?  I think that's what's become more disappointing each cycle than anything else -- I don't understand how it hasn't happened, yet.  It's very hard to admit to yourself, no matter how long you've been trying, that you're one of "those people" who it may never happen for.  Somehow you feel like you've been "playing" at IF long enough to get some street cred and it's time to move on.  I'm not sure if that makes any sense.

    I haven't given up hope, but I'm just starting to feel a little beat down.  

    I have no idea what comes next.  The timing for cycle 20 will either work perfectly or not at all.  If I do femara again, I'll either be ready for an IUI the day before we leave for my stepdad's birthday party or while we're out of town.  So, I'm trying to decide if it is worth doing a medicated cycle in the hopes that we might do an IUI (knowing we could switch to a trigger and timed BD'ing if the timing doesn't work).  Or, should I just take a month off of the meds?  Part of me doesn't want to miss a month -- I know it's really negative, but I  feel like I'm just biding my time with these femara-IUIs until my RE finally thinks I've tried it enough times and she lets me move on.  I guess I need to talk with my DH and see what he thinks about making an appointment to talk with the RE and see where we go from here. 

    Thanks, ladies, for all of your support.  The only thing that has kept me from becoming a depressed pile of Rebecca goo over the past 19 cycles has been all of you.

    Thursday, April 1, 2010

    Thursday thoughts -- why not?

    Truly, I work in a zoo.  Our department secretary has brought her dog in to work today in the office next to mine!  People are in and out of her office all day.  What if you're allergic?  Or afraid?  Too bad, apparently.  Yeesh.

    i got another message from mr. cummings (i wish i had the guts to send a message back to him calling him that!).  he was telling me the title of the seminar he will be giving.  he capitalized the seminar title correctly but still wrote the rest of the message (including the formal signature file) in lower case.  the funniest part about this is that he very carefully uses correct grammar and punctuation.  he even correctly used a semicolon in the first message!  too bizarre.  i can't wait to meet this man.  i feel like he's going to whisper everything he says.

    OMG it was hard to write that paragraph in lower case.

    Yesterday was one of those days where it feels like your brain and your mouth are not really connected.  This is a problem when you're trying to give a lecture or when someone is interviewing you about how you do research.  I felt like a complete idiot all day...  Much better today because I finally got some sleep last night.  I feel like a new person.

    I took yesterday afternoon off and lounged around in the backyard in the sunshine reading.  It was incredible.  I was so tired and just really needed some time to myself.  Of course, now I'm even more behind at work than I was, but it was definitely worth it.


    I've been feeling really positive about this cycle -- more so than in many, many months -- but that came crashing down today.  My temperature plummeted back down again this morning, just like it normally does 12 DPO.  I'm feeling moody, anxious and just generally PMS-y.  It's not over 'til it's over, but I still cried in the shower this morning.


    I saw the first daffodils blooming when I came into work today and it just made me grin from ear to ear.  I love spring.  It's supposed to be in the mid 80's today (we're going to break a record) and I just want to go outside and enjoy it!

    OK, I'm trying not to sound so depressed and whiny but it doesn't appear to be working.  I sound like I'm having mood swings.  I'm trying to stay on the positive side. 

    Does anyone else feel a really strong desire to announce a pregnancy today and then yell "April Fools?"
    ETA:  Let me clarify that I would never actually do this...it would be horrible on all ends.  Just that at some point I'd really like to be able to announce a pregnancy and see how that feels (I really do think it will happen some day) and it kind of seems like I could get away with it today...