I had acupuncture this week and I LOVED it. Why has nobody told me about acupuncture before?
What do you mean you tried? What do you mean I am impossible to give advice to, extremely stubborn, skeptical and liable to take offence if I am offered encouragement in anyway? Geez you guys.
Well no thanks to you, I took matters into my own hands and booked me some acupuncture for this cycle. Yes, yes, I am back on the lame
horse mule. *weak cheer*
I’ve ordered some more supplements (which appear to have gone AWOL. I don’t know what my postman is playing at, but it’s certainly not at being a postman). I’ve ordered some protein powder. I was tempted to order a million HPTs, but since I am probably having HCG support after transfer (please god let me have a transfer) that seemed a little pointless.
I had an endometrial scratch yesterday. I think they should rename it an endometrial scrape, because “scratch” doesn’t really do it justice does it?
“Ooh, I’ve got a bit of an itch!”
“Do you want me to scratch it for you?”
“Ooh, I’ve got a bit of an itch!”
“Do you want me to get out my pen knife and scrape the top layers of skin off?”
Anyways, I am scratched. I have signed all the forms. I have dropped the price of a small car into the hands of the clinic. I may have been* a complete idiot with my stimulation drugs because I shelled out an extra £300 to have Menopur instead of Meronial even though they are for all intents and purposes exactly the same thing. My reasoning is that the only time I have ever been pregnant in my life was during a Menopur cycle. Yes, yes, they are the same drug, but they are made by different companies. They are made using slightly different techniques and processes. Okay, I am being daft aren’t I? It’s like buying paracetamol from Boots or Superdrug isn’t it? Oh well, too late now. I decided I didn’t want any regrets this time so who cares.
I had a small issue at the pharmacy attempting to pick up the letrozole.
ME: Here’s my prescription
PHARMACIST: We don’t have any
ME: Okay. When will you get some in then?
ME: It’s a three hour round trip for me to get here.
PHARMACIST: *shrugs shoulders* There is a problem with the supplier. They’re just coming in dribs and drabs.
ME: I need them for my IVF cycle and it is starting now.
PHARMACIST: *shrugs shoulders* There is a problem with the supplier.
ME: DEATH STARE
PHARMACIST: *exaggerated sigh and eye roll* I’ll go double check.
ME: CONTINUES DEATH STARE
5 minutes later
PHARMACIST: Found some.
Good grief. Apart from that, the appointment was hassle free. I saw a lovely nurse and talked a lot about the next cycle. She scanned me too (which they haven’t done in the past and that always worried me). I’m not sure whether it’s good or bad news. The mysterious fluid that is in my tube/around my ovary is still there and has been causing me quite a bit of pain. It’s the same as it has been for a while and their best guess is that since I have so much scar tissue, it is fluid that has collected inside a pocket of that. The other ovary has a haemorrhaging… something. Maybe a new endometrioma forming? Maybe one resolving? Maybe a cyst from ovulation that’s filled with nasties? The nurse didn’t seem overly concerned either way. It may present issues for egg collection, but since I’m having a GA that should make it easier for them.
The good news is that unless the fluid and other unidentified nasties are blocking them, my three endometriomas have disappeared. Cool.
So I’m starting norethisterone tomorrow until 5th September. Then CD2 I commence with 450iu Menopur and letrozole. CD6 until egg collection will be 450iu Menopur and Cetrotide. Then Utrogestan (*weeps*) and HCG support until I am confirmed as pregnant (lolz). My egg collections are now classed as “complicated” and “difficult” err… yay, so that will be in theatre.
Here we go again. Fourth time lucky?