The road of IVF So 2017 brought us our first round of ivf. It's a surreal experience to say the least. Such a roller coaster of emotions, one minute your up and then next your sat there crying at an advert because the girl on it made cupcakes to say sorry! It's a process that challenge your fears, opens your eyes and makes you see things in a whole different perspective. We started with our initial meeting where we spent an hour signing all our paperwork. This was basically to give permission on what would happen with our eggs that didn't quite become good enough, permission to freeze some if any were viable. To even transfer and etc, it all had to be signed for. Also to use the embryos should my husband die. This includes counselling. So with that we had bloods and a scan done too, then it was just a case of waiting for 1st day of cycle to begin. Drugs were delivered. My big white box of little miracles. Cycle day one came....another
So 3rd March brought us a day where we thought it would be our step forward, we would have all the answers, we would know which way we were heading. I suppose in a sense we do but first we have a huge decision to make........ or at least i do! We started the morning by chatting to each other on the way to the hospital, what did we expect to be said? In all fairness we both agreed that we thought they would say, nothing more we can do and IVF would be our only option. We were ready for that answer and excepting of it also. However that wasn't the case. We can do Ivf, that's not a problem. My fallopian tubes are swollen and twisted putting me at higher risk of ectopic pregnancy. I do have a slight chance of conceiving naturally, even though this hasn't happened in the 5 years since our miscarriage. If we went for the ivf although the egg will be implanted into my uterus the egg could 'migrate' into my fallopian tube and cause an ectopic pregnancy. Or fluid co
I contemplated on whether to save this for sunday or publish it today for my poetic thursday, i figured today was the right one. Im not entirly sure on who wrote this, but it touched my heart and i have to say left me in tears. Coming up to Sunday which is 9/11 take a second to remeber the lives lost. Daddies day Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was 'Daddy's Day' at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school, eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees, a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for every
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