Oh bless you and htank you all, I bloody love this thread
. Glittery dog shite for everyone!
Bip I'm so sorry to read about everything you've gone through, although your last post did make me chuckle
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Potatoes sorry to hear you're in pain - I had 11 eggs collected my last round and I was the same; I think the more eggs you get the more it hurts shudders at 'aspirate'. Good luck for the phone call from the embryologist!
Biscuits FB is totally for cunts, don't blame you for deleting it. I'm the same with Whatsapp - I hadn't been on it for a couple of months as all I get is baby pics from friends and group pregnancy announcements. I looked at it last weekend and saw that a friend had set up a group message to announe her pregnancy on CHRISTMAS FUCKING DAY. Glad i missed that one, I think my phone would have ended up in the oven.
Fractious Yes, I think counselling would be good for us. DH wan't to do it together, but I think I'd rather go separately as there are things I don't want ot say in front of him. He's been amazing through all of this, but I feel I readlly need to vent and will probably break down in a way that would upset him. At hte very least, I feel like I need some coping mechanisms for dealing with everyday life!
We're taking a break for the first half of this year, saving up and doing a private round prob Aug/Sept. Luckily (HAH) all four rounds so far have been NHS funded (2 x fresh ICSI, 2 x frozen rounds) - however, the downside for us is that NHS-funded rounds are very prescriptive, so if it doesn't work for reasons they can't immediately figure out (eg not producing enough eggs), there's not a lot they can/will do in terms of investigations or doing extra stuff to help. I always gets lots of eggs that fertilise and get to blastocyst stage, lining is good, they pop them back in and then for some reason they either don't stick or I get a chemical. It's so frustrating, I jsut feel like I@m broken.
The sickening thing is, we've been together 12 years (since I was 18), so I spent the majority of our relationship desperately trying not to get pregnant, all through uni, starting career, etc. We never ONCE thought it would be this hard to start a family -we naively thought it would be a question of coming off the pill and BAM, we would be instadiffed.
Hindsight's a fucking wonderful thing, isn't it?