Well, this tale of woe begins on a dark and stormy night...
Not actually a dark and stormy night at all. Events unfolded thusly:
I came off the pill in January 2010, took about eight months for cycles to start. During 2011 I had lots of blood tests which say my hormone levels are all normal. DH has been tested, nothing wrong with him either. Early this year I went for an HSG which was normal, though having two men between my knees looking interestedly at my nether regions was an odd experience. I also had an ultrasound which showed a haemorrhagic cyst on one ovary. About six weeks later I was rescanned, and apparently the cyst was much smaller and there's nothing wrong. So, there's nothing apparently wrong with either of us.
In early May the infertility clinic gave us an official diagnosis of "unexplained infertility" and said we are best off trying IVF. We'll be able to get that on the NHS once we've been trying three years, which will be January 2013. Hopefully our GP will put the referral in before Christmas though.
To get IVF on the NHS I need to lower my BMI to under 30 - despite being not a particularly large person, I am technically "obese" so am trying not to eat much and get out on my bike as much as possible.
That's it, really, not too exciting. I find it weird that no-one worries because DH and I are fairly young (both turning thirty in the next couple of months), so we have "plenty of time". Personally I feel that taking three years when we are theoretically of prime reproducing age is cause for concern, but apparently this is not the case.
So far, the ultrasound scans have been the most distressing - my head seems to think that ultrasound = pregnant, which is hard to deal with. DH is very calm about the whole thing, which helps.
Oh, and of course I'm surrounded by friends who are either pregnant or have recently given birth. I do my best to be happy for them, but inside my head and behind closed doors I am so jealous I can barely see.
What's everyone else's story?