Here are symptoms that I do not have:

bloating, cramps, sore boobs, extreme fatigue, nausea, irritability, mood swings, frequent urination, any other alleged early pregnancy symptom

What I do have is mild heart palpitations from the progesterone. I am also issuing foul and room-clearing farts, which are likely progesterone-related.

Otherwise, nothing.

Okay, okay, a couple of little twinges in the lower abdomen, and some headaches, but that could be ANYTHING.

I do not feel in the least bit pregnant. And I'm not just saying that to try and mindfuck the fates. I don't think there's anything going on in there.

And I'd love to be able to just move on and focus on next month, but I can't get it out of my head. Especially when everytime I go to the bathroom I note that I'm wearing a pad to absorb the progesterone goo. And I'm installing said progesterone twice a day. And everytime I think about eating or drinking anything I filter it through the potentially pregnant filter. And everyone around me seems to be pregnant, including the men. And I'm hyper-aware of every twitch and flutter in my body. And the pleasantly distracting game night we planned for tomorrow is cancelled. And I can't concentrate on work. And the pregnancy test in the hall closet at home is calling me, even though it knows that it won't tell me anything I don't already know, especially when I've still got a week before my period is due. And this just sucks.

M.
On paper, everything about this month's insemination looks good. My estrogen levels shot up the day after my acupuncture and I had a good-sized follicle on each ovary. We did the first insemination on Wednesday. It was actually quite painful. This was the first time that my own doctor was on call to do the procedure. I think her problem is that she lacks confidence. So she dicked around with three different speculums (specula?), and when she finally inserted the catheter I felt like it actually stabbed me in the uterus. It hurt like hell and made me cry. And I bled afterwards, which has never happened before.

Bitch.

Sometime after the insemination I ovulated on the right side -- excellent timing. When I went back the next day, the follicle on the left side was still there -- so it may have released an egg later that day as well. In any case, I had sperm waiting on one egg and more sperm after the egg released. The second insemination (different doctor) was, if not pleasant, certainly not painful at all. Also much quicker, which is a blessing.

I got my two week supply of hoo-hah bullets (aka progesterone suppositories) and spent the afternoon resting. I coddled myself by taking Friday off as well.

So now, we wait until October 30th. I'm going to ignore any "symptoms" that may arise because everything can be blamed on the progesterone. To tell the truth, I'm not really feeling it this time. Everything was in place and the timing was perfect, but I don't feel like there's anything going on in there. I could be wrong and I'm staying positive. I'm going for an acupuncture appointment this afternoon to help blood flow to the uterus, encouraging implantation. So, we shall see.

M.

Update

Oct. 14th, 2008 09:19 am
Things are looking okay so far. My estrogen is still lower than it should be, but it has been rising. The ND says my yin pulse is still stronger than my yang, but it could be stronger. She needled me accordingly yesterday. Follicles are growing and I think we'll be doing the first insemination tomorrow.

I'm starting to suspect that the fertility doctor has written me off -- between my age, my puzzling response to drugs, and my decision to go the natural route, I don't think I'm her favourite patient. I saw her to talk about how best to time the IUIs. She asked me what I wanted to do. I asked her what she thought was best, given my history. She managed to stay non-committal until I made a suggestion, then immediately agreed with me. Upon reflection, I realized that my suggestion was actually quite stupid. So I went back to see her to point that out. Once again, she agreed and updated the chart accordingly. WTF? If she knew my plan was stupid, why did she not point that out at the time? I mean, it's not like I went in there guns blazing and making demands. She wouldn't tell me what she thought until I told her what I was thinking. A great way to avoid conflict, but not really helpful in terms of patient care.

Whatever. She may think I'm at the end of the road, but I know I'm just beginning. I feel like acupuncture is giving me a do-over. And I don't think there's any point in switching to a different fertility doctor or clinic. All they're really doing for me is cycle monitoring and performing the IUIs. The task of preparing my body for pregnancy is in the ND's hands.

Just for my own entertainment, here is a partial list of changes I've made to optimize my chances of getting and staying pregnant: )

We wait. We hope.

M.
I am (quite stupidly) superstitious about reporting any positive news here. We've had a rough time over the past few months, so I'm being very cautious in my optimism. That said, my Day 3 FSH was 7.7, there were follicles present on both ovaries, and my other bloodwork seemed fine, so we're going ahead with planning to inseminate this cycle. I go back in on Saturday for more bloodwork and ultrasound. If all continues to go well, we could be doing the inseminations as early as Monday and Tuesday.

The naturopath is happy with my progress. My yin pulse is much stronger than before (whatever that means), I'm sleeping well, and I'm much calmer and more relaxed. I'm meeting the doctor tomorrow to discuss timing of the inseminations and whether we should use an HcG shot to trigger my ovulation. Last time I used the trigger, I went off about seven hours later -- 10 hours before the insemination. Not good. Hopefully we can do better next time.

Saw Janna in The Sound of Music last night. She was marvellous. The guy playing Captain Von Trapp was kind of a dud, but he had a gorgeous voice. Overall, an excellent evening out. We might go see it again in the new year.

Tetley Decaf Tea is very much like the real thing. I'm even fooled into thinking it's giving me a caffeine boost. Which I need desperately after my late night. *yawn*

M.
Writing this instead of working because I am too cold to work and all my ideas are frozen inside my head.

It is too cold here. Of course, I'm also not really dressed for the weather in a thin chiffon top. But even with a shawl over my shoulders I'm on my third cup of tea and my hands are icy.

Also, I'm nervous. There's a meeting this afternoon about a reorganization of our department. I don't like the word reorganization. And I'll miss the meeting because I've got an appointment with my GP -- which I'm also nervous about.

On the conception front, I've decided to put all my eggs (bad pun) into the naturopathic basket. I think it's clear that artificial hormones don't agree with me. Yes, I got a couple of good-sized follicles the last time I had a medicated cycle. But that was also the last time I got to be inseminated because the meds caused cysts. Then the cyst meds (birth control pills) caused my FSH to rise. And nobody knows what happened last month when my estrogen fell after 2 days of artificial FSH. ENOUGH! I'd rather take my chances with acupuncture and herbs than risk yet another cancelled cycle because artificial hormones have screwed me up. And the more I read about Traditional Chinese Medicine and fertility the more convinced I'm becoming that this is the best option for me. What I want to know is, how come my insurance will happily pay for $2000 worth of hormone injections, but won't consider covering the (much lower) cost of the herbs and supplements my ND prescribes?

M.
Argh. My results from yesterday were not good. My estrogen level fell. The doctor isn't sure why this should be and felt it didn't make sense to continue with this cycle. I was very upset and ate an indeterminate number of white chocolate macadamia cookies. And they weren't even all that good.

I cried on the phone with K (who will be home today, yay!), emailed the sperm bank to cancel my delivery request, and went to bed early feeling sick. I was going to skip listening to the fertility meditation thingy because I was feeling disgusted with the whole process and thinking of just giving up. After tossing and turning for awhile (greatly disturbing Miss Ella), I decided to listen to the damn thing because it makes me sleepy.

It may have worked. When I woke up this morning, I was feeling much more serene. I'm going to book an acupuncture appointment for next week. I called the doctor first thing in the morning and asked if I can continue with cycle monitoring anyway this month as a way to get a handle on what else might be going on. She agreed that we can proceed with Day 10 blood work and ultrasound as a diagnostic cycle - minus the injections. I'm kind of surprised she didn't suggest this herself, actually. I mean, I haven't been monitored throughout my cycle in more than 3 months. It might be interesting to see what size follicles I'm producing, how big they get before I ovulate, if ovulate at all. Especially with the weird estrogen decline.

Plus, it will give me something to do and give the naturopathic treatment extra time to kick in.

And, on the off chance that I produce kick ass follicles and my hormones are looking good, there's no reason we couldn't call the sperm bank and have them do a next-day shipment. You just never know.

M.
My worry was for naught. My FSH is back to 7 (go Team Ovaries!) and everything else is go for launch. I get to inject myself tonight! Huzzah!

M.

Day 3

Sep. 8th, 2008 09:43 am
Well, my period came exactly on time, for a wonder. Went in this morning for the Day 3 bloodwork and ultrasound. And, Chewie? I got a bad feeling about this. The ultrasound tech didn't say anything, but I sneaked a half-peek at the chart and she seemed to be writing a lot of zeros. As in no antral follicles. As in no point in continuing with this cycle. *sigh*

I'm less worried about the FSH since the doctor said we could proceed as long as it was under 13. But if there are no follicles, there's nothing anyone can do. I'm not going to call in to find out for sure until after work, though. I've just got too much on my plate right now to allow me time to wallow in this. If we can't inseminate this cycle, what I CAN do is work with the naturopath stuff and my general health. All though right now I feel like throwing in the towel. Again.

I don't know what else to do. K's at her mother's this week so I'm just going to have to tough it out and if we're benched for another cycle, I can try to use the time constructively. I've been listening to this every day and doing what I can to "warm" my uterus.

Of course, right now a nice shot of Jim Beam seems like it could warm me up good and proper.

M.
Had my first visit to the naturopath yesterday. And it wasn't scary at all. Of course, I stressed over it all day, but it was for naught. She's really nice, clearly knowledgeable, and confirmed that we're already on the right path in terms of nutrition and overall healthy lifestyle. Yay!

Much of the thanks for that goes to K who fills my vitamin box every week, makes trail mix and packs it in my lunch, and generally supports me in everything.

She took my pulses and asked lots of questions. I have a cold uterus, apparently. She made suggestions for tweaking my diet with "warming" foods -- lots of spices (yay!) and more beef. Yes. MORE BEEF. Yum. But I need to find somewhere to buy hormone-free beef. She also recommended some supplements and changes to my current vitamin regime.

After the intake interview, I had my first needling. It was fine. The needles are so small you can hardly feel them. She put one in the fleshy part of the back of my right hand near my thumb, one in my head, a few around my belly button and some in my lower legs. The only one that I really noticed was on my right ankle, near the bone. I was unprepared, however, to lie quietly for 20 minutes in a darkened room. I found it very hard to relax. Must work on that.

On the whole it was a really positive experience. I felt really relaxed all evening, slept beautifully, and feel much less stressed at work today, despite the GIGANTIC PANIC PROJECT deadline looming. After my next Day 3 testing for FSH and follicles, I am to call her to decide what we do next.

I have survived acupuncture. I can do anything.

M.
Remember how I said that my sister was all for this baby thing? Well, not so much. )

M.
You're looking at the new Frank Pembleton. Budding Republican and practicing selfish bastard. Savior of no one but himself. Shot of Gold Natty Bo. This is the new me.

In a similar about-face, you're looking at the new Mweevil. Budding organic lesbian and practicing holistic freak. Read more... )

M.
Went to the doctor this morning to find out whether it's worth continuing on the babyquest. She thinks we're still in with a chance. Click to learn more about reproductive endocrinology than you ever wanted to know. )

Thank you for all the hugs and good thoughts while I was having my meltdown on Tuesday. It makes a huge difference!

M.

PS - Toronto peeps: Anyone know how to find a good acupuncturist?
FSH = 12.6

I guess this morning's discussion was in the form of a premonition.

The doctor has cancelled this cycle. I am screwed. Also? Old.

M.
Another whacked-out 30-day cycle is over and I had my Day 3 bloodwork and ultrasound this morning.

Now we wait for the phonecall that will tell me whether the cysts are gone. I suspect that everything has cleared up. I just don't feel cyst-y, you know?

They usually call between 11:30 and 2:30. I've been trying to keep my mind off it (especially since I have mounds of work to do), but it keeps popping in there. I won't check my voicemail until 12:30. Okay, maybe 12:15.

In addition to the cyst-watch, I am - as always - anxious to know what my FSH score is. FSH (follicle stimulating hormone) is released by the pituitary on Day 3 of your cycle. It tells the ovaries to wake up and start producing follicles. As you age, the pituitary has to release more and more FSH to get the ovaries to kick over and start. My doctor likened this to pressing the gas pedal harder to get an old car up the hill. Anyway, anything under 10 is good and 11 to 15 indicates diminished ovarian reserve/function. Over 15 and you are pretty much done in the ovary department. So far, I've been in the 6 to 7 range, which is great for someone my age. But I dread hearing that it's creeping up.

Now is the part where I talk about how convinced I am that this cycle will be the one. Because I am. I really think we've ironed out the bugs and everything will work perfectly this time...unless of course, I've still got cysts...

*calls voice mail*

M.

Hmmm.

Jul. 10th, 2008 10:32 am
The babymaking hiatus is drawing to a close and we're gearing up for the next cycle.

I've made some interesting observations during this non-insemination cycle. Remember all of those "symptoms" I experienced in the two weeks after each insemination? Even the time when I was convinced that it hadn't worked, I felt strange tremblings and flutterings in my uterine area. I had sore breasts, tiredness, and a couple of bouts of nausea. Over the last two weeks, however? Nada. So either I'm an accomplished hypochondriac or there really was something going on in there. A reason to continue hoping.

On the other hand, my natural, unadulterated period is now two days late. It was due on Tuesday. I've had some low back pain and mild cramping since Monday but nothing's actually flowing. Now the low back is fine and the cramps are all but gone. This isn't my longest cycle ever, but it's longer than I've gone for several months. To ease my mind, I took a home pregnancy test yesterday.

Wouldn't that be a riot if I've actually been pregnant all this time and my last period was just one of those "phantom" periods people sometimes get during early pregnancy? It was much shorter, lighter, and less painful than usual. But, if that's the case, what up with the lack of symptoms? Oy.

Anyway, the test was negative. If I haven't gotten my period by Saturday -- which would be a record-breaking 32-day cycle for me -- I'll try another pee test and maybe call the clinic to schedule a blood test.

Ah, the weirdness of my body. And you there? Yes, I'm talking to you, the nasty voice in my head that's saying this is sudden-onset menopause (if there even is such a thing)? You can just belt up, asshole.

M.
I've been worried about this next insemination cycle. I was worried because the first week of waiting would take place while we were at Kathie's mom's and, although I do keep busy there, I thought the stress of being away from home might be bad for me and/or the potential baby. I was also worried because my insurance will only pay for one cycle's worth of meds in a seven week period. That would mean I'd have to pay for the drugs out of my own pocket -- like $2k worth. Ouch.

But it's all moot now. After my ultrasound on Friday they called to tell me that I have a couple of "leftover follicles" (aka cysts) on both ovaries. The good news is, this means that my right ovary isn't dead, just resting. The bad news is, they won't give me injectible meds for this cycle because they could cause the cysts to grow along with any new follicles, and that could be bad.

We could do this cycle drug free, but based on what we've learned about my parts and how they function, I don't think it's worth trying. So we've decided to take the month off.

I knew it was the right decision because I instantly felt a wash of relief flow over me. No bloodwork. No needle sticks. No ultrasound. And I can indulge in the odd caffeinated or alcoholic beverage.

I'm still committed to doing this, but it's nice to have an enforced hiatus.

First round's on me!

I suck.

Jun. 12th, 2008 12:37 pm
Apparently the third time is not the charm. My period showed up yesterday and I'm starting to despair.

I know that other people go through years of this. But at my age, with only one functioning ovary, there's a point at which it's futile to continue.

We haven't reached that point yet. We're going to do another medicated cycle and this time we're going to do two IUIs on two consecutive days. What happens is, when your follicles are mature, you take an injection that will trigger the release of an egg within 24 to 36 hours. You inseminate the day after you take the shot in the hopes that the sperm will be there waiting when the egg emerges. But defrosted sperm only live for 6 to 18 hours, so you can end up with no viable sperm left by the time the egg emerges. Conversely, the egg is only viable for 24 hours after it's released. Timing is everything. By inseminating 24 hours after the trigger injection and again the next day, we may increase our chances of both parties being alive and well and doing the tango.

At this point, I think it's worth a try. I'm also going to take progesterone after the IUI to help lengthen the amount of time that my uterine lining stays in place to give the fertilized egg a better chance to implant and grow.

That's the game plan for this cycle. They say it's worth trying 4 to 6 medicated IUIs before giving up or moving to IVF. I don't think we can afford IVF. If it doesn't work this time, we might try again with a different donor (sorry, Mike). Sometimes that can make a difference.

Right now, I'm going to drink some rum and get ready to go back on the blood/ultrasound/injection merry-go-round tomorrow.

M.

Checking in

Jun. 9th, 2008 12:44 pm
I'm now eleven days into the dreaded 14-day wait. So far, things seem to be going well...as far as I can tell, anyway. I haven't had any really definitive symptoms, certainly nothing that couldn't be caused by a million other things. Or they could all be in my head.

Here's a list of them anyway:
  • Mild to moderate menstrual-like cramps.
  • Extreme fatigue.
  • Breast tenderness.
  • Low back pain.
  • Elevated body temperature.
  • Bloating.
  • Increased appetite.
  • Mood swings (including a meltdown on Saturday during which I became convinced that Ella hates me for keeping the kittens).
  • Frequent urination.

    On that last one, it's getting a little out of hand. I was up four times last night. Maybe five. No wonder I'm tired today. I'm going to resist taking a home pregnancy test until Wednesday. My period is due on Thursday and my pregancy blood test is scheduled for Friday. This will be the longest week ever. Work is incredibly slow right now, leaving me with far too much time to worry, obsess, and cruise the "trying to concieve" communities for stories from people who had the same "symptoms" as me and turned out to be pregnant. I've booked Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday off. If I'm home I can play with the kittens (who are getting huge), work on our book purge project, go swimming at my mother's pool, get the car serviced, find something complicated to cook, and obsess on my own time instead of my employer's.

    All thoughts, prayers, and affirmations are welcome at this time. I may go off my head between now and Friday. But I feel pregnant...or maybe I just have to pee again.

    M.
  • After almost daily bloodwork and ultrasound, not to mention jabbing myself with 2 or 3 needles every day, we're go for launch at 12:15 this afternoon.

    As of yesterday, my "lead" follicle was 2.1 cm -- a very nice size indeed. And I think I actually ovulated in the middle of the night, so she's waiting for the boys to arrive right now.

    We have the same doctor as the first time and I have a really, seriously good feeling about it. I'm all a-flutter. I'm going to get preganant and stay pregnant (for at least 39 weeks or so), then deliver a healthy, happy baby. Starting today. *bounce*

    M.

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