Unexplained Chaos

What's a Little Waiting Between Friends?

I went to the clinic yesterday for my co-culture biopsy.  My appointment was at 10:30.  At 11:35, I finally saw my doc, who does all the biospies.  As I was waiting, I was depbating whether or not to say something to him.  On the one hand, it's not really his fault.  On the other hand, as a doctor, he should know that they are overscheduling.  I managed to be direct and when he asked me how I was, I said, "Other than waiting an hour and 5 minutes, I'm fine."  I could tell he felt embarrassed at my reply, as he mumbled, an "I'm sorry."  I don't think he expected that from me and I caught him off guard.  Oh well, it made me feel better.  I've been through too much and paid a lot of money to this clinic to sit and say nothing. 

I won't even go into what happened when I tried to fill my Ganirelix scrip, including the fact that my IVF nurse did not have a message on her voicemail saying that she wasn't in that day, which caused a whole chain of events that made it take 5 days to get the scrip filled.  I also found out, but only because someone along the way of the ten people I spoke with told me, that this drug is not covered by my insurance but that somehow the insurance company had done an override, allowing it to be covered.  Whatever.  The only issue is that I'm going to need it again right before I trigger, and I hope that they will cover it then. 

I put on my first estrogen patch last night -- after bungling it the first time when I tried to put it on my backside.  Not so much.  It's on my abdomen.  Tonight is the first of three Ganilrelix shots, and now my social life is officially screwed up.  I'm supposed to go out on Friday night to see my hubby play but now I might not be able to go at all.  Sigh.  Such is the life of an IVF-er.

Waiting for my period so I can go to the clinic on Day 2 and start my stims.  Then the fun REALLY begins.   

I keep thinking of other interesting things to write but then by the time I get around to posting, they're gone. 

Musings On Starting Again

Talked to the clinic coordinator yesterday.  I'm set for my biopsy for the co-culture this coming Tuesday.  Tomorrow AM I'm going in to have my bloods drawn for it.  I start the E2 patch the night of the biopsy and 3 days of Ganilrex the following day, E2 patch every other day unitl I get my period.   I'm glad it worked out this way because I'm going out of town on Saturday until Monday and I'm flying.  I didn't want to have to check my bag, but there's no way with all the security measures that I could have gotten away with taking the Ganilrex and the needles in a carry-on.  It's annoying enough to do the whole liquids in a zip lock baggie thing.

I'm excited and scared to be starting all this again.  While we are getting a discount, this is not going to be cheap, as we realized that we still have to pay the hospital fees, which are not only not discounted for us, but one of the fees has gone up $300 since May.  How they can justify this is a mystery to me, and of course the clinic probably did nothing to stop them even though the IVF OR is run by the clinic and the two are connected.  Very annoying. 

My friend was asking me very direct questions about why we decided to go through this again. She's very concerned about what all these drugs do to one's body.  Can't say I blame her -- I'm not exactly thrillled about it, either.  I can honestly say that I am just not ready to give up yet on having a child that is genetically linked to both me and my husband.  I come from a very small family.  My one sibling will most likely never have kids.  My husband's family isn't much bigger.  It's not an ego thing, it's a genuine desire to have something we created in this world that is a representation of how much we love one another.  That being said, I will be ready to let go of the genetic connection and move on to adoption if this doesn't work.  I'm not saying it won't be hard at first, but I feel like I will have closure after this try.  Third time's a charm, so they say...