Apr 16 2010

A Bump In The Road

Okay, so I fibbed a bit the other day!  I said we were discharged, and that we had only a couple more shots to do.  Well, I was wrong on both.  Jess ended up back at the RE today, and we are officially done with shots!! 

We called the on duty doc last night because Jess’ injection site blew up like a balloon!!  Not only was it weirdly swollen and disfigured, it was about 200 degrees, really red, and very painful.  The doc told Jess to head on in this morning, to check it out.  Well it seems as though her body decided that it doesn’t like the shots anymore, and is completely rejecting the progesterone.  The doc said that, while this is not normal, it does happen.  It could be an allergic reaction as well.  She also said that this could get worse before it gets better :-( .  The doc stopped the shots and told Jess she really didn’t need a progesterone supplement anymore, but for piece of mind she wrote her a scrip for suppositories.  So, today is officially (fingers crossed) our last day at the RE, and the beginning of no more shots!! Woo Hoo!!

Today is also officially 8 weeks on the nose!  To get an idea of the size, check out the pic below!!

In addition to Jess’ unscheduled appointment, we got an extra super secret, paranoia driven ultrasound!

Little Chooch had a 2.5mm growth spurt in the last to days!  This brings the little bugger up to 14.7mm CRL.  The doc said Choochie looked great.  I wasn’t able to make it to the ultrasound, but Jess said the heartbeat was really bright today, and beating like a champ!  Hopefully the OB will give us another ultrasound next week, so we can see another awesome growth spurt!!

Grow Choochie, Grow!!!! :lol:


Feb 15 2010

A Day To Remember

Last week was a big week for Jess and I.  Jess was already a week into BCP’s, and the IVF window was closing in on us.  I can’t remember if it was Monday or Tuesday, but whichever day it was, I’ll never forget it.

The day started like any other.  Jess was at work, and the sidekick (our furbaby Keena) and I were home getting ready for blizzard #2 in a 5 day span.  I was still quarantined home and out on workers comp from the whole MRSA debacle.  We were both aware that things were going to start ramping up in the next couple of weeks, but we weren’t ready for the phone call from the RE this soon.  We hadn’t even done our orientation yet.  Jess got the phone call and immediately her heart sunk.  The RE pushed the cycle to start much sooner than we were expecting.  They also made us aware that our donor baby batter must be there by the 19th.  This is when I got the phone call from Jess.  I immediately knew there was something wrong from the tone of her voice.  I didn’t put 2 and 2 together at first, and wondered why I could sense fear and sadness in her tone.  I realized about an hour later what the problem was.  We were still waiting for Mr. Rights’s baby batter to be released from quarantine (There was a chance that it wouldn’t happen at all, because the donor was thinking of moving out of state).  We knew we would have to make a decision someday, just not that day.  Immediately we both began to panic.  I never knew frozen sperm could cause so much anxiety. 

We were back to square one, and needed to choose a donor, and it needed to be done really fast.  I couldn’t believe it.  After all that has happened over the past couple years I figured, it would just work out this time.  As the day went on I could tell Jess’ sanity was deteriorating, just by the sound of her voice.  Every timeI spoke with her on the phone, my heart broke a little more.  We never even brought it up to each other.  I’m guessing we both just didn’t want to crack, and would discuss it in person.  Everything came to stand still when I got another phone call as Jess was leaving work. 

I answered the phone, and could hear sobbing.  I knew she was crying.  My first thought was that she had got into some kind of accident.  She continued to cry and was unable to really make out what she wanted to say.  I began to get upset and was trying to calm her down.  She finally settled down a bit and said that the sperm shop had called and left a message.  I was relieved that she was safe and sound, but began to have a deep feeling of sadness as I started coming up with my own conclusions.  The time was probably only a couple of seconds, but I was able to come up with every possible negative scenario in my head.  Things have just not gone our way lately so I was preparing myself for the next hit.  My tears began to well up, and I fought the urge to breakdown.  I wasn’t letting infertility take me down again!  Not this time!  We would figure it out, and in the worst case scenario, push the cycle off until we could come up with a decision. 

The next words that came through the phone changed everything.  I gave up fighting the tears, I couldn’t hold it in anymore.  Jess let them out mid cry.  They were unexpected, and will be cemented in my brain for the rest of my life.  These few words changed everything.  I cant remember word for word what they were but in my mind they were this, “Our Donors sperm has been released!”, this was followed by a full out cry from Jess.  It was a cry of happiness.  A cry that hasn’t happened in a very long time.  My body was filled with emotion, and I finally felt good.  I couldn’t wait for her to get home so we could finally embrace in happiness.  We did hug it out, but our focus quickly changed to ordering the baby batter.  Neither of us were willing to waste a single second, for fear that this happiness would be taken away.  Everything was ordered, and we finally were able to breathe a sigh of relief.  The only thing that was dented from this transaction was our bank account.  $3,225 down….and very little to show for it.  But we have never been happier!  :-)


Feb 1 2010

Donor Wishes, and IVF Dreams!

You know your infertile when the only two options you have upon AF’s arrival are, celebration, or crying!  In our case, it’s a celebration this time.  This is the start of our next cycle.  It’s  2 months late, but hey, better late than never.  I am going with the, “It’s all happening for a reason”, thing.  For one, we would have been screwed with our donor choice (we still might be).  This just buys us a little more time in the wait for Mr. Right’s baby batter to be released from quarantine, or whatever big word they call it, at the one stop sperm shop! 

I have to call “Time Out” on this post (explanation below)

Ok, I started writing this post this morning when I got the exciting email announcement of the dreaded, but welcome, visit from AF.  About two hours later, I got a much more somber email, of a False AF Alarm!!  Currently it is 1pm, and AF is a go again!!  Don’t ask!!  All I know is, that is one sneaky bitch!!  She is playing a game of monkey in the middle with Jessi. 

OK, Time In! 

In regards to getting what we want, It’s like playing in a super bowl pool (had to do a super bowl reference since it’s on Sunday).  The names are all in the boxes, but the numbers have yet to be drawn.  It’s all luck.  If this is any indication of our outcome, it’s not looking too good.  I never win any of those damn pools!!  Anyway, we still haven’t picked a backup for the backup.  I think we are going to let it ride, and hope for the best.  If not it should make for an exciting, last minute scramble to the sperm shop to choose just the right concoction of baby batter.  I’m guessing we’ll find out more tomorrow, as Jessi has a date with the RE and his vast collection of scary “tools”!

If this is the real deal, things are going to start to get real interesting around here.  For now, it’s all donor wishes, and IVF dreams!!!


Jan 29 2009

The Research Begins!

I spent most of the morning researching the causes and the treatments available for us.  We both decided we’re not going to let this get us down.   All the advances in medicine and especially the field of infertility kind of shine a little light on the situation.  We have scheduled a second semenalysis for this coming Monday.  I’m pretty sure I will get the same results, but that will just make us move on to the next step of the journey. 

Jessicas gynecologist suggested that if the results are the same, that I need to go see a reproductive endocrinologist.  I’m not 100% sure of what it is exactly that they do, but I think I have an Idea.