Well, the day that I have not so secretly been dreading has finally arrived. The process officially starts again tomorrow. How am I handling it? I’m a little fucked up about it. I’m sure you just read that and thought ‘why on earth would you put yourself through it again?’ Because I’m clearly a goddamn masochist.
Alright, enough negativity. I’m doing okay. Not great, but okay. As I explained to Lee this morning, I’m having a really hard time wrapping my head around going through this again. No woman in her right mind would choose to go through IVF for the hell of it. It’s tedious and emotional and exhausting and scary. Yet, here we are again.
After my tearful confession, Lee asked if I want to do this again. And after looking into his eyes and seeing the emotion that rarely ever escapes him, and the hint of fear that I might say no, I told him of course. Of course we’ll do it again. It’s going to suck, but I’ll manage. I’ve endured far more painful and emotionally taxing situations than IVF and came out relatively unscathed. I’m sure this will be no different.
I go in for blood work tomorrow to check my hormone levels. On Friday, I have to undergo another Sonohysterogram, as the results of those tests expire after 6 months. A sono is a procedure in which fluid is injected into the uterus in order to get a more detailed view than a normal ultrasound would show. The results of my last sono were great; I had a “beautifully healthy uterus”; a compliment that would sound serial killer creepy from anyone other than a reproductive endocrinologist.
Then, the birth control pills start-up again, which sounds counter-productive, I know. But, even with some of the healthy lifestyle changes I’ve made over the last year, the timing of my period is still slightly irregular – about every 34 days. And frankly, they need my body to be on a particular cycle, so I’m just going to go with it. The actual retrieval and transfer will be sometime in late May or early June, I believe. We’ll know more once we receive the calendar from MCRH later this week.
For his part, Lee has to give another sperm sample. He’s currently got one on ice, but it’s a pretty bad sample, so we’ve given MCRH the instruction that if the analysis of this sample comes back better than the previous one, we’d like to do the old switch-a-roo (something that you probably shouldn’t joke about when talking about sperm samples). We’re hoping for some considerable improvement. Lee’s coming up on one year smoke free, rarely drinks and has worked on eating cleaner. Will any of this make a difference? We have no idea. But at least we can say we tried.
So that’s where it stands. I wish I could say I was excited and hopeful, but I’m not. Not yet, anyway. I’m trying to get there, but that might take a little more time.