I am loving it!
This vacation comes on the heels of an extremely stressful month where I learned I was not pregnant, served as the executive producer of a major fundraising event at work, found a new job and resigned (yes!). And then there was that fateful visit with Dr Feelgood.
Last week Nadia and I paid a visit to Dr Feelgood. The visit was a mixed bag. It went something like this:
Dr Feelgood: Wonk wonk wonk wonk wonk wonk well, you know when you are 38 blah blah blah blah 38 year old eggs blagity blagity blah at 38... If we have to list the top 10 factors for infertilty age would be the top 4.
I almost busted a gaskit.
EDB: Dr Feelgood, Nadia and I are painfully aware that I am of an advanced maternal age. This is the reason why we came to see you as soon as we decided to get pregnant. Can I help the fact that it took us forever to get our shit together?
Okay, maybe I didn't say all of that but I wanted to. Sometimes it's hard to handle the truth, especially when it could mean not having a baby. I felt my cheeks getting hot and I had to refrain from slapping him.
Anyhoo, the silver lining is that I do make eggs; last cycle I made at least 5 on moderate dosages of medication and according to Feelgood that is more than half the battle. Also Nadia's health insurance pays for IVF. Adding me to her plan was not a big deal despite the fact that we are two girls in love.
Dr Feelgood said that with so many failed IUIs it's time for me to move on to the big guns. Seven failed IUIs according to Feelgood usually means that the problem is beyond what he can see. He wants to examine my eggs-- get up close and personal. According to Feelgood my chances of getting pregnant with IVF are about 35% -- not bad.
Nadia's insurance kicks in July 1; the same day I start my new job. Given the timing I might wait a cycle or two before I jump back in the stirrups. Besides I want to enjoy the sun and the heat this summer.
Speaking of sun and heat, I am sitting on a secluded beach listening to the ocean as I write this on my handheld (please excuse the typos). Being in the Caribbean makes me think of my grandmum, Eva. She gave birth to 11 kids. I would love to bottle her mojo.
