Fourteen IVFs and an FET = no emotion left!

We're in the middle of fresh IVF number 14, and just got the fert report - out of 7 eggs retrieved, only 3 were mature and only 1 fertilized. I am such a realist and invest so little into it emotionally that I don't even get nervous for the fert report any more and have prepared myself for numbers like that before I get them. The only thing I do after this kind of result is go and check out some more "raising an only child" blogs, to try to stay at peace with our decision that we will take project sibling no further after our sperm is used up. I do have doubts, definitely, but they are pretty fleeting.

Mic has raised the possibility of him going back on hormone injections to try to get some more sperm, but I am really against it. I will be 40 in 3 months and it's clear that my egg quality and quantity is nosediving as well. I can't imagine going through this again another 7 or 8 times and having only empty pockets and heartache to show for it. We need to be the best parents we can to our miracle boy and that means having the energy and enough fun in us to raise him.

Meantime I am considering a last-ditch detox fasting exercising type thing to try and shunt my aging eggs on to a few last cycles (3 more max). I know, I am basically writing off this one before it's over, but it is the only coping mechanism that works for me. 

Waiting for miscarriage

Ultrasound today: nothing left. It's all over. Can I please ask the universe for a natural miscarriage? So far nothing, nada, no cramps, no hint.

Recap

Ok. I am going to write a post with no feelings in it. I just need to get the facts down so I don't forget them.

Wednesday 29th April (according to RE, 5w2d. But according to ticker, 5w4d. And according to due date calulator, 5w3d. How do I know which one is correct?): I went for another ultrasound. The gestational sac had grown and was measuring 5w2d, so just about the right size. Impossible to tell if there was anything in the sac. Some kind of shadow which could have been yolk sac but could also have been just a fuzzy u/s pic. RE had put me on luterone (it's a PIO depot so it releases gradually and you take it once a week) the previous Sunday, and said I could come back next Sunday to get another shot and do another u/s. I'm also on oral progesterone (duphaston) 4 times a day. Plus, even though my RE said to stop the crinone since I took luterone, I have been taking one at night. Spotting has pretty much stopped. No cramps.

Thursday 30th: Nothing in the morning, no spotting, nothing. In the afternoon I had some AF-type cramps, and in the evening the spotting started again, just a little, brown. But cramps went away.

Today, Friday 1st May. Nothing in the morning except a little brown spotting. Around 2:30 in the afternoon I had my first bright red blood and cramps. It was just a little bit, and again after about 20 minutes it all disappeared. Pinkish discharge returned in the evening, no cramps but a couple of little stabbing pains.

P.S. I just changed my ticker. After checking out loads of them, each calculates it a little differently but the majority had me at 5w6d. One said 5w5d and my previous one said 6w0d. So I think now my ticker is just one day ahead of what my RE says.

It doesn't look good

I can't even muster the energy to write a proper post about what has been going on. I have updated the "story so far" page with all the details. But briefly, I have had some bleeding (pink and brown, not fresh blood) and my betas have slowed down a lot. I had an ultrasound at 20dp2dt (5 weeks? 5 weeks 1 day? Something like that) and the RE found a tiny, tiny, possible gestational sac but nothing more, which is why she got me to go and do another beta. The doubling time slowed down to 90 hours then, and today I did another beta, which is still rising but with a doubling time of 99 hours.

I am 99.9999999% sure this pregnancy is not viable. But it's killing me to keep waiting and keep taking the luteal support (which could be artificially propping up the beta number). I begged my RE for another u/s and she said I could come in tomorrow.

That is all. I am trying, and failing, to keep my mind off it and keep busy.

Lucky number 13...

Sooooooooooooo. How can I put this?

Let's start from the day after my last post. I started with a terrible sore throat the day before transfer, so I showed up to ET feeling ill and depressed with the poor fertilization. They told me that overnight another one had fertilized, so we had one 4-cell and one 6-cell. 6 cells on day 2 is pretty weird, embryos should be 2-4 cells by then and after doing a bit of googling it seemed like a really fast-growing embryo might have chromosomal problems. Anyway, back they went.

Then my little boy got ill and I took him over the border with a high fever and an eye infection. Day by day I got worse as well, got the same sinus infection as my son which made my eyes swell up, and ended up with a bronchial cough. I assumed there was no way an embryo could survive through all that and so honestly didn't give the 2ww much of a thought.

Fast forward to April 18 (2 days ago) and I went for the beta, preparing myself as usual for the same old result. More than 2 hours later still no result, so I called the lab. They have never volunteered a result over the phone before so I was expecting just to remind them to send it to me. The young man on the other end of the phone said, "ok, just hold on a moment.....111." It didn't even register for a few seconds, and then I just said "Are you serious?" Fast forward again, through the bit where I never received the result by email and ended up phoning another branch of the same lab, who read me out an old result which was negative - heart on ground moment - but I eventually got the correct result on paper! And today was Beta no. 2, which was 286.

I can hardly believe we have been given another miracle. It's so early of course, anything could happen, but the beta numbers are encouraging for 12dp2dt and 14dp2dt.

I haven't even POAS yet, still. I actually forgot to buy pee sticks both yesterday and today, which is just bizarre. But since I have to wait until May 2nd for an u/s I think I will stock up to keep reassured every few days.

Today, internet, I am pregnant!

Ten steps forward, nine steps back

Yesterday was ER day. I had traveled to our neighboring country where we have 2 vials of frozen sperm stored. I had done all the monitoring appointments in our local clinic (my 4th RE clinic), and they were saying I should expect about 5 eggs. So I was super happy when they retrieved ten yesterday. Then I got the fert report this morning. Out of 6 mature eggs, only 1 fertilized. So we're doing a 2 day transfer tomorrow. If the embryo makes it till then. Man, I can't even process this. I don't even want to think about it.

I am working really hard on making peace with the idea that our little boy may be an only child. And I am getting there, I really am. He'll be ok. He will be loved and taken care of and we will do whatever it takes to make sure he has a great social life and plenty of playmates. The thing I am finding it hard to get over is the resentment about how much money we have spent on this. Of course, if it works, it will be worth it and we will forget about the financial loss immediately. But what if it never does work again, And we have done another 8 cycles with nothing to show for it except a huge hole in our pockets? Where will I put my resentment then? How will I deal with it? 

Update fail!

I have become rubbish at updating my news. Maybe because it's all so familiar! IVF#12 was another BFN, and I have now gone back to our 2nd RE where we have 2 vials of sperm stored. He did a hyteroscopy and I started stims right away, this time with the antagonist protocol. I have had my first monitoring appointment and it is looking about the same as the last cycle to be honest. Five follicles of a reasonable size and a few tiny stragglers. I just hope that because of the way this RE does things, all 5 will be mature. And on, and on!