21 November 2012

Another Cycle, Another Delivery

When I started my last period I started counting the days - and they didn't add up. When we'd last been at the fertility clinic they told us to call when my November period started, so we could book in for the next IVF cycle. By my calculations this would mean we were doing the egg collection and implantation between Christmas & New Years, which seemed fairly unlikely.

There had been a lot of confusion at our last appointment in early October. This time we're not using Buserelin to suppress my natural cycle so it will be a much quicker process, however the condensed time frame seems to be complicating things. The doctor had said we should start our next IVF cycle in November, but when we were passed over to the nurse she claimed he meant to order the drugs in November and start injections in December. I did try to argue the case, however she told us November was completely booked already so there was no other option.

I really didn't want things to be delayed an extra month because the nurse was wrong, so we rang the clinic up just to check. Turns out I was right and November wasn't completely booked, so we suddenly went from another four weeks of waiting to being booked straight in for treatment - my head was spinning.
The drugs arrived last week and there's a lot less than last time. There's half as many needles, but they appear identical to those we've used before. One interesting difference is in how many boxes there are. The long thin boxes contain a single prepared syringe, while each vial of the Fostimon is boxed individually.
Now we just wait for my next period to start and two days later we should start the injections. This time around we've decided to keep the IVF a secret from our family. Trying to manage their expectations and their reactions to the bad news, added to our own struggle. There's also the suspicion that our news has been spread rather farther than we'd have liked. We've had a few unpleasant shocks as people have offered their sympathies before we've had opportunity to tell them, while others appear to be avoiding the topic at all costs. It's turned every family gathering into a minefield, never knowing who may ask the next awkward question - while also removing the opportunity to share how we're feeling. So for now we're just keeping this between you and us.


This was originally written for the Emma's Diary Blog.