Vap you are doing amazingly well considering you are in limbo hell. Newleaf summed it up perfectly when she described it as you having (amazingly) dealt with it mentally before your body finished dealing with it physically. I think you’re doing absolutely fantastically - obviously I can’t begin to imagine what you’re going through, and wouldn’t dare to equate the two experiences, but just to say I can relate a little to feeling completely confused and utterly betrayed by my body, and utterly, utterly fed up with being blindsided again and again. So many hugs. Keep drinking that prosecco!
Flat congrats on the move and hope you will be feeling more settled in your new place for Xmas. Think not tracking sounds like a great idea - you deserve a break. And I really really hope your boss can nob off and that work isn’t too hellish and that you can actually get a PROPER break off work over Xmas - hell knows you’ve earned it!
I totally, totally agree with you about it not being the length of time it takes, it’s the uncertainty about knowing whether or not it will EVER work. I am going to say something very controversial here and very uncharitable here, which would get my lynched on other threads, and I apologise now, but I am going to be very honest. I really really struggle to have the same level of sympathy or empathy with women on infertility threads who are suffering from secondary infertility. I do not doubt in my head one little bit that the heartbreak of wanting a child so bad and the disappointment of a BFN is exactly the same. But I cannot equate the potential sadness of ‘only’ having one child with the potential sadness of NEVER becoming a parent. I would do anything, ANYTHING, to become a Mum. The uncertainty about whether or not I will ever be a parent, I’m afraid I cannot equate this with the uncertainty of whether or not I will be able to give my child a sibling - I’m sorry, I can’t put them on the same level.
I consider myself a pretty resilient person - I’ve had several major surgeries, several chronic health conditions and the loss of a parent - but I would say infertility is possibly the hardest thing I have dealt with. With the loss of my Mum, I was and have been able to go through the stages of grief - there was a finality about it. It breaks my heart that I will never be able to talk to her again, but I have absolute certainty that she is gone, that is not going to change, and I have to deal with it and push on with life without her. With infertility, I cannot make any peace with anything as there is no certainty about anything. I don’t know how I will ever know when to give up and move on. It’s the being no end in sight that is so very very hard - I completely agree
Newleaf - sending you so so many hugs for the 24 month mark, my heart breaks for you, I really hope that 2016 is your year. I hope that 2016 is the year for all of us!! But you ladies all deserve it so very much.
AFM, I’m just spinning my wheels waiting till the new year. I started the birth control pill 2 weeks ago, my next appointment is as soon as we’re back after Xmas (Mon 4th Jan). Hopefully at my scan then I’ll be given the go ahead to start stims.
If I’d started stims as planned 2 weeks ago I would have been having my egg collection this week. Just in limbo really, I can’t TTC naturally as I’m on the contraceptive pill to put my ovaries to sleep. No indulging at Xmas for me as I have to get my body and my eggs as healthy as possible ready for stims, so it’s just a question of trying to get through the next 3 weeks. Bloody office xmas party on Thurs, hopefully I won’t have to explain why I’m not drinking too many times, and then everyone will get suitably battered and not notice me slipping out as early as possible. I’m only a freelancer so it’s not like they’re my work best buds. And parties where you’re the only person not drinking are REALLY dull. Thankfully apart from work I don’t have a single Xmas lunch or party to attend this year, so I can quite happily hibernate with my cup of herbal tea and just wait the next 3 weeks out….
The drawer in the fridge where the beer used to go is now full of syringes of meds, so it’s kind of a good visual representation of how our life is on hold! Eggs and sperm take 3 months to develop fully so we did 3 months of hardcore healthy living before our cycle in Sept, and basically as we’re now on the IVF wagon for an indeterminate amount of time, we’re now pretty used to not drinking any more (don’t miss the hangovers!), and I’ve just about got used to no diet coke, haha.
Although when I have to turn up to work drinks I do push the boat out and have a diet coke just to feel like I’m living on the edge!!
I’m just desperately hormonal and fed up. I’m catastrophising about everything and convinced I’m going to have 0% fertilisation rate, that I’m going to be one of those women who has treatment resistant lining so that even if we can make embryos I’ll never make it to transfer, and that I have some undiagnosed immune issue which is behind my plummeting ovarian reserves that will mean nothing will ever be able to implant or I’ll never be able to carry a pregnancy to term.
Unfortunately this is what hanging around on infertility boards does to you!
The fact that my consultant runs one of the top NHS fertility centres in the country, has trained a load of the top private consultants in London and FFS did his MD thesis and won loads of awards for his research into premature ovarian failure, means that really why the fuck am I second guessing the treatment I am getting - as though maybe Dr Banana has identified something that the eminent Harley St consultant has overlooked?!
Short protocol was loads easier as we just went straight into stimming - turning myself into a human chemistry set to put myself into temporary menopause (and having an extended disco remix of an extended down regulation) has been really hard going tbh. The physical side is a doddle. It’s the emotional side that’s the hard bit.
I just want to get this cycle over and done with. There have been loads of BFPs in the last month on the various forums and communities I am on, including miracle first-IVF-cycle BFPs for women like me with v low AMH who were written off by the NHS. I should take inspiration from these (i.e. if it can happen for them, it could happen for me!) but in my ridiculous mindset it feels like there is a finite amount of luck that can go around, so there will be nothing left by the time my cycle rolls around.
And bless you FLat about the 35 point. I recently turned 34, and the eggs in the freezer are from when I was (just about still!) 33, so I’m hoping to get a couple more cycles in before I turn the magic age of 35…!!
As far as I am concerned, January cannot roll around quickly enough!!!!