Sunday, July 21, 2013


I finally, the other day, saw what a positive test stick looks like, although it was an ovulation stick, not a pregnancy one.  I haven't used OPKs (Ovulation Predictor Kit) before, beyond my fancy monitor, so the whole two lines, one showing up darker thing was new to me.  Anyhow, I was expecting to see a positive on Monday, but it didn't come until Friday, so this has pushed some things out a bit more than predicted, but since I never shared what was happening on the blog, I guess it doesn't matter so much to you.  It's just my body causing me additional stress by fucking up my schedule!  Anyhow...  I'll share now.

I go tomorrow for an endometrial biopsy.  This is the final test we are doing before moving forward with our cycle.  I was supposed to take progesterone starting 3 days after ovulation until the day of the biopsy, but that didn't happen, since I ovulated later.  Apparently it doesn't matter, since they do the biopsy anyhow.

Not entirely sure what this biopsy will do, but if I recall correctly it is to just test that my lining is on the day that it should be....they want to make sure that when they are transferring 3-day embryos, they are transferring them into a 3-day lining.  If I find out anything else about it, I'll let you know.  Supposedly it won't hurt, but I'm not holding my breath for that.

We got the results back from our karyotyping and all is normal with us both chromosomally.

So, biopsy Monday, and I start lupron on Friday (everything is 5 days later than the original plan because of my stupid late ovulation).  I should start all the stims about a week and a half later.  I am adding some growth hormone this time, in hopes that it will improve egg quality.  (Not, as Ian guessed, so that I would finally be taller.)

We've spent a lot of time these last weeks talking about and figuring out our finances, since insurance isn't covering anything anymore.   We've also welcomed an adorable new niece into the family and have talked a lot about our low hopes for this to work.  Go us?

Anyhow, nothing too exciting to report, but just wanted to share the sort of where we are stuff.  Sorry this isn't even a tiny bit funny, or a little bit touching.  I just have a lot of stuff to get written today and wanted to at least get this out here.  I'll try to make you laugh and/or cry next time.  Apparently these days I can do both with one sentence, right Nick (not that Nick reads this)?

Here's my calendar (click on it to open it bigger and thus readable):


  1. Lots of luck for your upcoming cycle! And the biopsy...I'm not banking on painless either ;) Is there such a thing in this infertility world? I'm pretty sure the man who injected the die during my HSG also said, "you might feel a little pressure". And that was not a little pressure.

    1. Holycrap, no! The HSG was THE WORST!! (I've heard some people say it was fine for them, and I'm just like HUH?)

  2. Oh no, your insurance isn't covering anymore? I think that we should have a donation drive for you. I mean, you do your best to raise money for other people when they are in need so I don't see why we shouldn't help you guys out when you are also in need. :) Drink-a-thon?!? I'd totally be in.

    1. Yeah, lifetime max on infertility has been reached, so we've been on our own for a bit. This is the first full cycle on our own, and we're laying out just under $20,000 between the meds and the next two weeks. Even scarier, though, is if it doesn't work, and we have to find money to pay for adoption. We are way better, though, at giving money to help people out than at asking people for help! But a drinkathon is hilarious!