It has been awhile ago since I talked about my infertility. The last thing I told you that we had 2 embryo's placed inside me by invitro and I lost both of them. We had to go and met the doctor to discuss the failed procedure.
The doctor said if he was betting on this one he would have lost. He said that one of them that was placed was really good the other one not so good but at least he thought we would have one baby. So now the doctor needed to figure out what to do next since the only thing that could have happened was the embryo's didn't attach.
The next step the doctor wanted to do was to put me on a drug called Lupron. Lupron is used in women to treat symptoms of endometriosis (overgrowth of uterine lining outside of the uterus)Leuprolide (Lupron) overstimulates the body's own production of certain hormones, which causes that production to shut down temporarily. This medication is a injection given by the doctor's office once a month. I took this for the next 3 months.
After 3 months I met with the doctor and he said it was up to us what we wanted to do. Due to finaces we said we would try one more artificial insemenation and if that didn't work we had no choice but to give up.
Here was my schedule for the artificial insemenation.
Started taking medication for IUI on August 26, 2009. artificial insemination done September 5, 2009.
Scheduled for pregnancy test on September 18, 2009. Did not go. Took my temperature on Friday September 18th 98.10
temperature September 19th 97.6
temperature September 20th 98.53 took over the counter pregnancy test was positive
temperature September 21st 98.10 called dr. office.
temperature September 22nd 98.09 blood draw done at dr office positive My HCG was 900 they were looking for at least 100. So that is great
temperature September 23rd 98.68
September 24th another blood draw at dr. office They wanted my HCG level to double from the 900 it was 2311 and my estrogen was 157. Everything is great. I am 4 weeks and 4 days.
So now you know that by the grace of God. He has blessed Aaron and I with a baby. I am due May 28, 2010.
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Good Afternoon Followers!
I have been lacking on my post lately. I apology for that. I did want to thank the new followers to my website. Thank you all for your support. I hope that you enjoy my site.
I also have not been making too many comments on my fellow bloggers and want to say sorry for that. I enjoy reading all of your blogs and I do read them every time there is an update I am just not good at making comments but my goal is to get better at doing that.
I also have not been making too many comments on my fellow bloggers and want to say sorry for that. I enjoy reading all of your blogs and I do read them every time there is an update I am just not good at making comments but my goal is to get better at doing that.
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Deer Season
Last Saturday was the first day of Deer Season. Aaron was up and ready to go 5:00 am in the morning on Saturday. He was in the woods by 6:00 am and stayed until it was dark. Sunday came and he was back out in the woods again by 6:00 am. In the afternoon he got his 8 pointer buck (which an 8 pointer for Indiana is good). Aaron took the deer to the butcher on Monday and now we are set for a long time on deer meat. Unfortunately I am not a deer eater. I can eat it as a roast and I have had steaks on the grill but I just can’t make it my main supply of beef. I know that eating deer is so much healthier than all that processed meat you buy in the store but I just can’t get past that it is a deer.
Good job Aaron getting your deer this year!!
Good job Aaron getting your deer this year!!
Friday, November 13, 2009
Don’t let the pain of one season destroy the joy of all the rest.
There was a man who had four sons.
He wanted his sons to learn not to Judge things too quickly.
She he sent them each on a quest, in turn, to go and look at a pear tree that was a great distance away.
The first son went in the winter, second in the spring, third in the summer and the youngest in the fall.
When they had all gone and returned, he called them together to describe what they had seen. The first son said that the tree was ugly, bent and twisted. The second son said it was covered with green buds and full of promise. The third son disagreed; he said it was laden with blossoms that smelled so sweet and looked so beautiful, it was the most graceful thing he had ever seen. The last son disagreed with all of them he said it was ripe and drooping with fruit, full of life and fulfillment. The man then explained to his sons that they were all right, because they had each seen only one season in the trees life. He told them that you cannot judge a tree, or a person, by only one season. That the essence of who they are, and the pleasure, joy and love that come from that life, can only be measured at the end, when all season are up.
He wanted his sons to learn not to Judge things too quickly.
She he sent them each on a quest, in turn, to go and look at a pear tree that was a great distance away.
The first son went in the winter, second in the spring, third in the summer and the youngest in the fall.
When they had all gone and returned, he called them together to describe what they had seen. The first son said that the tree was ugly, bent and twisted. The second son said it was covered with green buds and full of promise. The third son disagreed; he said it was laden with blossoms that smelled so sweet and looked so beautiful, it was the most graceful thing he had ever seen. The last son disagreed with all of them he said it was ripe and drooping with fruit, full of life and fulfillment. The man then explained to his sons that they were all right, because they had each seen only one season in the trees life. He told them that you cannot judge a tree, or a person, by only one season. That the essence of who they are, and the pleasure, joy and love that come from that life, can only be measured at the end, when all season are up.
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Happy Anniversary
Aaron and I had our 3 wedding anniversary yesterday and today I turn a day older and little wiser. Probably not any wiser but I would like to think so.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Top Four Things You Should Never Say To a Woman/Couple Going Through Infertility by Stephanie Baffone
Sadly, I know of what I speak. As a woman who braved the rough seas of infertility (ultimately treatment was unsuccessful) and as a therapist who supports those navigating them, I provide the following testimony.
Notwithstanding people’s benevolence the subsequent attempts at encouragement should be avoided at all costs because like it or not they feel like admonitions.
Drum roll please…I feel a little like David Letterman!
1. Relax
Ok, seriously? Relax? Yes, you could write to share with me all the scientific evidence that purports relaxation is a successful therapeutic adjunct, not just for infertility but for a multitude of ailments. I do not dispute that. I meditate myself and teach it to my clients. However, oodles of people with excitable personalities conceive without difficulty. When people say this to us the implication is blame. Rest assured, those of us struggling with infertility can handle the critical self-talk singularly. Please say this at your own risk
2. “Why don’t you just adopt?”
In no way do I mean to disparage adoption. It is a miraculous option for many families and children. But when you say this to us, it can feel invalidating. It comes across as though the idea of adoption is and should be a panacea for the natural desire to conceive, carry and birth biological children. Apart from having the very real potential to be equally disappointing, it is not an easy process (I know this from working on the front lines of an adoption agency). I acknowledge this is in most cases an attempt to offer a solution to a friend or family member for whom you feel helpless. For that much, we are grateful. May I offer an alternative? Simply say “I feel helpless, I am sorry you are experiencing this struggle.”
3. You guys are trying too hard.
I’ve heard this, my clients have heard this. Generally this one goes along with “relax.” Again, better to just say you are sorry we are having a hard time.
4. My friends did IVF and it worked for them. Why don’t you just do IVF until it works?IVF is expensive, not without risk and depending on a host of factors can have a less than stellar success rate. I see in my practice couples who took second mortgages out on their homes with no luck. Success stories spread like wildfire but the failed attempts don’t typically make the spotlight. In my experience, there is a myth perpetuated that the success rate of IVF is proportionate to the number of attempts. Sadly, the success rates become dismal the more times you have to try it.
I beg your indulgence with my snarky post. I recognize having to sit on the sidelines and watch a friend or family member go through the morass of infertility can render one helpless. When a sense of powerlessness consumes us, the tendency is to dig deep in our repertoire of support statements and offer a solution. While we appreciate your sincerity, sticking with the old standard, “I’m so sorry. This must be terrible” is fail proof.
Infertility is a loss that needs to be grieved and mourned. Most other circumstances of loss bring casseroles not criticism. It would be terrific if others started to extend those same courtesies to the infertile. We already feel broken enough on own our own. We’d prefer if you helped glue us back together, not kick us while we’re down.
Stephanie Baffone, LPCMH, NCC is a therapist and writer in private practice. She is working on a memoir, “Doris, Sophia and Me: A Memoir About A Mother Who Didn’t Live Long Enough and A Daughter Who Was Never Born.” She loves having visitors at her blog Stephanie’s Stories.
Notwithstanding people’s benevolence the subsequent attempts at encouragement should be avoided at all costs because like it or not they feel like admonitions.
Drum roll please…I feel a little like David Letterman!
1. Relax
Ok, seriously? Relax? Yes, you could write to share with me all the scientific evidence that purports relaxation is a successful therapeutic adjunct, not just for infertility but for a multitude of ailments. I do not dispute that. I meditate myself and teach it to my clients. However, oodles of people with excitable personalities conceive without difficulty. When people say this to us the implication is blame. Rest assured, those of us struggling with infertility can handle the critical self-talk singularly. Please say this at your own risk
2. “Why don’t you just adopt?”
In no way do I mean to disparage adoption. It is a miraculous option for many families and children. But when you say this to us, it can feel invalidating. It comes across as though the idea of adoption is and should be a panacea for the natural desire to conceive, carry and birth biological children. Apart from having the very real potential to be equally disappointing, it is not an easy process (I know this from working on the front lines of an adoption agency). I acknowledge this is in most cases an attempt to offer a solution to a friend or family member for whom you feel helpless. For that much, we are grateful. May I offer an alternative? Simply say “I feel helpless, I am sorry you are experiencing this struggle.”
3. You guys are trying too hard.
I’ve heard this, my clients have heard this. Generally this one goes along with “relax.” Again, better to just say you are sorry we are having a hard time.
4. My friends did IVF and it worked for them. Why don’t you just do IVF until it works?IVF is expensive, not without risk and depending on a host of factors can have a less than stellar success rate. I see in my practice couples who took second mortgages out on their homes with no luck. Success stories spread like wildfire but the failed attempts don’t typically make the spotlight. In my experience, there is a myth perpetuated that the success rate of IVF is proportionate to the number of attempts. Sadly, the success rates become dismal the more times you have to try it.
I beg your indulgence with my snarky post. I recognize having to sit on the sidelines and watch a friend or family member go through the morass of infertility can render one helpless. When a sense of powerlessness consumes us, the tendency is to dig deep in our repertoire of support statements and offer a solution. While we appreciate your sincerity, sticking with the old standard, “I’m so sorry. This must be terrible” is fail proof.
Infertility is a loss that needs to be grieved and mourned. Most other circumstances of loss bring casseroles not criticism. It would be terrific if others started to extend those same courtesies to the infertile. We already feel broken enough on own our own. We’d prefer if you helped glue us back together, not kick us while we’re down.
Stephanie Baffone, LPCMH, NCC is a therapist and writer in private practice. She is working on a memoir, “Doris, Sophia and Me: A Memoir About A Mother Who Didn’t Live Long Enough and A Daughter Who Was Never Born.” She loves having visitors at her blog Stephanie’s Stories.
Monday, October 26, 2009
Guest Post
I would like to introduce everyone to Stephanie Baffone, LPCMH, NCC is a therapist and writer in private practice. She is working on a memoir, “Doris, Sophia and Me: A Memoir About A Mother Who Didn’t Live Long Enough and A Daughter Who Was Never Born.” She loves having visitors at her blog Stephanie’s Stories.
Stephanie is writing a guest post for me and I am really excited about it. I met her through my blog and the thing that we both have in common going through infertility. I am grateful to have met her and hope everyone enjoys her post as much as I did.
Thank you Stephanie!
Stephanie is writing a guest post for me and I am really excited about it. I met her through my blog and the thing that we both have in common going through infertility. I am grateful to have met her and hope everyone enjoys her post as much as I did.
Thank you Stephanie!
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