DH and I drove through a snowstorm today to get to my u/s and b/w appointment. It didn't go as well as I'd hoped (that is such an understatement). I have 2 follies now, a 20 and a 13. That's it. It looks like the 20 has become a lead follie and shut the others down. Again. I'm expecting my RE to call, or maybe the nurse since it's a Sunday, to advise me to convert to an IUI. Again.
When this happened last time, she assured me that it rarely happens twice. As a matter of fact, she said she's never had it happen two times in a row to a patient. I seem to beat the odds on a regular basis lately. I feel like I should play the lottery.
I was so hopeful on Thursday. I imagined getting 6 or 7 eggs at ER. I just knew this IVF was going to work. Damn it!
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What started as one couple's search for one good egg has evolved into a search for one good chick as we make plans to adopt from foster care
Perhaps strength doesn’t reside in having never been broken…but in the courage required to grow strong in the broken places.
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- Karen
- My husband and I started trying to conceive our first child in July 2005. Too many months to count, 5 birthdays, 5 IUI's, 2 IVFs, 2 IVFs converted to IUI, and less one ovary later, we stopped searching for one good egg. We decided parenting was more important to us than pregnancy. We adopted our son from foster care in 2010.
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