So, I totally love our RE (Dr. Vu). He is super humorous. He says we're the kind of patients that make the clinic look good (Yay!). Our case manager is super nice and everyone at the clinic really goes out of their way to make you feel important and special (Kaiser in Sacramento). Pricing is actually pretty darn good. Grand total, we will probably shell out about 13,000. Also, long-term embryo storage is really affordable, so on the whole we are really, really pleased.
Scheduling wise, we will start BCP in mid-June (at the start of my next cycle). Then stimming will start in July. Retrieval will happen sometime during the last two weeks of July (they will put me out...thank goodness). RE says we will probably go for a 5 day transfer. Beta #1 will probably be mid August.
I'm excited and scared all in one...but focusing on the prize...a child.
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Saturday, May 3, 2008
IVF it is
Testing came back and DH's numbers actually fell. So, with the failure of his Clomid regiment for three months, we are onto IVF.
Our first appointment with the IVF RE is May 19th.
Right now, I don't think about it much. I'm not a big fan of the whole injection concept, so I try not to dwell on it. The last thing I need to do is get all psyched out about a few tiny needles.
I am, however, bolstered by the recent success of a few of my blogmates. Maybe I will be joining them soon.
Our first appointment with the IVF RE is May 19th.
Right now, I don't think about it much. I'm not a big fan of the whole injection concept, so I try not to dwell on it. The last thing I need to do is get all psyched out about a few tiny needles.
I am, however, bolstered by the recent success of a few of my blogmates. Maybe I will be joining them soon.
Monday, April 14, 2008
Tick tock
Time is rapidly closing. I'm not sure how I feel about IVF. I haven't really been thinking about it; holding out hope that we won't have to take that step.
Our funding has come through; more than we actually thought we would accrue, so we will be able to afford at least a few rounds of IVF.
The sun has yet to come out and shine life-wise, but we're holding our heads down and trudging through. We'll get there...it would just be nice if it was soon.
Patience is obviously not one of my virtues.
Our funding has come through; more than we actually thought we would accrue, so we will be able to afford at least a few rounds of IVF.
The sun has yet to come out and shine life-wise, but we're holding our heads down and trudging through. We'll get there...it would just be nice if it was soon.
Patience is obviously not one of my virtues.
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
Tagged by a friend
A wonderful blogmate tagged me to share seven unusual things about me.
1. I pick at my fingers. Disgusting I know. Mostly it is just my thumbs and only when I feel stress or boredom. It’s a leftover vice from when I used to bite my fingernails (I stopped that when James put an engagement ring on my finger. I thought such a beautiful thing deserved a hand with nice-looking nails). It actually runs in the family. My aunt still bites hers and my mom used to until she was engaged as well. Weird how things travel down through the genes.
2. I acquired a weird fear for about two years after the drunk driving accident. I was unable to sleep in houses that were not my own. I would get visibly scared. Even at home, I had to sleep with the light on. It was like I became afraid of the dark. My brain had convinced itself that if I could get hit be a drunk driver, anything else could get me as well. By grad school I overcame it.
3. I am an only child, which means I suffer from space issues. One of my best friends at work is a Special Ed. teacher and she always gives me a bad time about my space issue. I tend to take up as much as three regular person spaces at the lunch table. I just don’t think about it when I lay out my things. I think it’s because I never had to make room for a sibling. It’s really kind of funny.
4. I hate clutter but also dislike cleaning. I will find it hard to work in a room that is incredibly cluttered but tend to not find the motivation to take care of the clutter. Then, when I finally do clean up, I feel great, but forget that nice feeling the next time I need to clean. It’s a vicious cycle.
5. I am perpetually subconsciously concerned that I will mis-set my alarm clock and wake up late for work. This has never actually happened, but is something I worry about.
6. If I did not have my lovely husband, it is possible I would turn into the cat lady. A crazy one, no doubt.
7. When I was little I could not watch the "Ghost Busters" movie because I was afraid the cement devil dog from the roof would burst through my bedroom window and eat me.
Hope you enjoyed this glimpse into my insanity.
1. I pick at my fingers. Disgusting I know. Mostly it is just my thumbs and only when I feel stress or boredom. It’s a leftover vice from when I used to bite my fingernails (I stopped that when James put an engagement ring on my finger. I thought such a beautiful thing deserved a hand with nice-looking nails). It actually runs in the family. My aunt still bites hers and my mom used to until she was engaged as well. Weird how things travel down through the genes.
2. I acquired a weird fear for about two years after the drunk driving accident. I was unable to sleep in houses that were not my own. I would get visibly scared. Even at home, I had to sleep with the light on. It was like I became afraid of the dark. My brain had convinced itself that if I could get hit be a drunk driver, anything else could get me as well. By grad school I overcame it.
3. I am an only child, which means I suffer from space issues. One of my best friends at work is a Special Ed. teacher and she always gives me a bad time about my space issue. I tend to take up as much as three regular person spaces at the lunch table. I just don’t think about it when I lay out my things. I think it’s because I never had to make room for a sibling. It’s really kind of funny.
4. I hate clutter but also dislike cleaning. I will find it hard to work in a room that is incredibly cluttered but tend to not find the motivation to take care of the clutter. Then, when I finally do clean up, I feel great, but forget that nice feeling the next time I need to clean. It’s a vicious cycle.
5. I am perpetually subconsciously concerned that I will mis-set my alarm clock and wake up late for work. This has never actually happened, but is something I worry about.
6. If I did not have my lovely husband, it is possible I would turn into the cat lady. A crazy one, no doubt.
7. When I was little I could not watch the "Ghost Busters" movie because I was afraid the cement devil dog from the roof would burst through my bedroom window and eat me.
Hope you enjoyed this glimpse into my insanity.
Thursday, March 27, 2008
T-minus three weeks and counting...
In about three weeks DH has his follow-up SA and then we know. If his numbers are 10 mil. or more, we move onto IUI with clomid. If his numbers are less than 10, we are looking at jumping into IVF.
God has provided funding for our baby. Between gifts, taxes, and the sale of some possessions, we will be able to do IVF.
Just three weeks to go...
God has provided funding for our baby. Between gifts, taxes, and the sale of some possessions, we will be able to do IVF.
Just three weeks to go...
Sunday, March 16, 2008
The waiting journey is ending...
Well, the "break" is almost over. The IF talk has slowly seeped it's way back into casual conversation between DH and I. Now there's money concerns and discussion about possible clinics. The SART data was posted this week, so I've been comparing all the local clinics. I leaning in one direction, but will really have to sit down with DH and look at all the numbers.
Life's lemons are slowing. The memorial for mom's BFF was good. Sad and hard, but cathartic. I threw out my back, which sucks, but I'm starting to feel better. Vacation starts on Friday (one month; thank goodness for year-round education).
DH's cousin is pregnant with an "unplanned" pregnancy. I'm actually quite happy for them. They're both in their late 30's. They adopted after three unexplained miscarriages and then carried a beautiful little girl to term. Now I'm praying for them that this one sticks too. They've gone through enough loss.
Our stressful in-law family situation is starting to simmer down. I'm still not pleased with them, but am not outright enraged anymore.
Things are starting to look up.
Life's lemons are slowing. The memorial for mom's BFF was good. Sad and hard, but cathartic. I threw out my back, which sucks, but I'm starting to feel better. Vacation starts on Friday (one month; thank goodness for year-round education).
DH's cousin is pregnant with an "unplanned" pregnancy. I'm actually quite happy for them. They're both in their late 30's. They adopted after three unexplained miscarriages and then carried a beautiful little girl to term. Now I'm praying for them that this one sticks too. They've gone through enough loss.
Our stressful in-law family situation is starting to simmer down. I'm still not pleased with them, but am not outright enraged anymore.
Things are starting to look up.
Sunday, March 9, 2008
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