Monthly Archives: July 2012

IUI and the romance of getting knocked up at home or in office

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We had B’s follow up today, I’m still in the middle of tests but I should know by next Tuesday how I’m doing.

The good news is B has sperm, tonnes of sperm. He has sperm to spare. His motility was good, above their cut of for ‘average’.

The bad news is he still has MS!  MS can be unpredictable.

 

The art of getting pregnant is a mystery. Some people can just get pregnant, it’s amazing, I used to be one of those people. Obviously people have been having babies for years. Decades even. That was a joke.

If you look at the process of getting pregnant, it sounds freaking impossible to actually get pregnant. There is this crazy 20-24 hour window immediately following egg release before the egg dies. A sperm can live for 4-5 days. Sperm battles cervical mucous, ph problems, long distance, comrade death (har har) and a whole host of other problems to get to that egg. It’s worse than Saving Private Ryan in there.

Then, the egg has to implant. The woman needs to have a luteul phase of at *least* 10 days in order for this to all happen effectively.

This is dependent on the egg being as healthy as the long distance swimmer that penetrates the force field around the egg.

It’s crazy.

 

Anyway, back to MS being unpredictable. Sometimes things don’t go as planned. Sometimes the sperm have the map upside down and they take a wrong turn on the way out. This is called retrograde ejaculation. B, like a lot of men with MS, has a case of this. B’s case is very mild, about 1 in 30 tries results in no emissions at all. This is where things get messy.

Timing is everything. If that 1 in 30 is on the day before I ovulate, we’re out of luck. 

So, we have to make plans that best suit our situation. Assuming everything checks out on my end this week, we will be starting a combination of au natural efforts and one IUI session per cycle. This increases our chance of pregnancy.

I will not be taking an ovulation trigger, I don’t want to inject myself with hormones or throw clomid in to my system. We know when I ovulate and that is good enough.

This will no increase my chances of twins, nor will it increase my risk of genetic issues. IUI is the only procedure related to pregnancy that doesn’t increase your risk of multiples and it’s the only procedure we’re comfortable trying. It’s our ‘do not cross’ line

 

There is is. We’re coming to the head of this adventure, I’m still working on getting my weight down to a healthier weight for a healthier pregnancy. The clock is ticking on my viability though, and waiting another year is not something either of us feels is necessary.

There it all is.

Sad couples

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We’ve been working with a fertility clinic and are approaching the end of all of the testing. We get a lot of answers in the next 10 days, and we start trying again after a 7 months break from working on baby. Sounds crazy but we have to go out of the country for a few days in the fall and I won’t travel past viability dates, Canadian/US health agreements are a little scary and I don’t want to be in a hospital there if something were to happen on the road.

We’ve had 4 appointments so far and we have 4 in the next two weeks. Every time we go in, I can’t help but notice the sad couples. Not sad as in emotional, sad as in disconnected. I see them sitting next to each other and they look like they are a world apart. Both holding cells, texting, check emails, surfing. Either way, not paying any attention to each other. When we sit there, we talk, we joke. We’re in this together. I have to wonder how long those other couples have been coming to the clinic. I have to wonder if all of the waiting and hoping and problems have brought them to a point where they don’t even really look like a couple any longer.

This is an adventure, even if it has bumps. Adventures are not meant to be dealt with alone. This stuff is hard, there are heartbreaks and there are problems that medicine cannot fix. I understand that. Wouldn’t heartbreak be a little easier if you included your spouse in your thoughts?

 

I hope we never look like a sad couple in that waiting room.