On August 19th we registered our Second Full Stimulated IVF ICSI cycle
This time we would be doing an “antagonist” cycle which meant none of that shitty nasal spray! 👏🏼👏🏼
Cycle Day 3 – I started Injections to grow lots of follicles. On Cycle Day 8 our fertility specialist added in another injection… A big blunt needle 😩 to be administered daily (in conjunction with the first needle) – lucky me!!
I was in agony! I was swollen and sore ( and looked pregnant!) but had lots of big follicles so it was all worth it. I took a few days off work to rest and try and ease the pain.
I got worse before I got better….
2nd September – Egg Collection Day! I was admitted to East Melbourne Specialist Hospital for a day procedure. Sedated to retrieve my eggs. Due to complications my specialist had to puncture through my uterus to retrieve from my left ovary – The Pain!! The alternative was to do key hole surgery which would have resulted in piercing my bowel and huge risk of infection so I was thankful he chose to go with the uterus option.
9 eggs collected , 7 of which were deemed mature enough to for ICSI.
Of the 7, 4 fertilised… 4 precious little embryos – stay strong!!!
1 embryo was transferred on Monday 7th September (Day After Fathers Day)
2 looked like they wouldn’t make it 😔 I wanted to cry. All that pain, all that time and money for 2 embryos from 9 eggs….
Thankfully 1 of the 2 that were looking like they wouldn’t make it pulled through so this cycle we ended up with 3 embryos. 2 of which are now in the freezer.
My period was due on Tuesday 15th September….. It was late 😳!! Was this the month our dreams would come true??
Unfortunately not. As I write this, my body has decided to remind me that it has again failed me. My uterus is trying to kill me 😩
Another $10,000 down…. No baby….
We are much more prepared for the let down this month. The last two failed cycles I have been a mess. I can’t say that I am not disappointed but this process has certainly hardened me. There will no doubt be tears (ok so this may have prompted my water works 😢)
Life goes on, we still have each other and thankfully we still have hope. And lots of time up our sleeves.
So long as I have eggs, We have a chance!
I know of women who have been through so much more in their quest to conceive. I will draw strength from their stories and continue to have faith that we will be parents in the near future.
Dear Uterus – Fuck You!! Sincerely, Adam & Shakiera xxx