Friday, October 4, 2013

Once More Unto the IVF

Just a quick note to let you guys know what happened at our appointment on Monday.  Originally set for 2pm, it had to be moved to 5:30 as she had a surgery that needed to be scheduled and the hospital would only allow for that afternoon.  We showed up at 5:30 and she was running behind.  Everyone was so apologetic but we were just glad that they didn't move the appointment to a different day (Handsome had taken the afternoon off) and that they were all willing to stay so late.  I know there were people scheduled after us and yet not once did we ever feel rushed by Dr. Behera or her staff. 

Dr. Behera was disappointed that the FET didn't "stick" but felt that the embryos looked to be in poor condition.  She said that they were familiar with my uterus (from the hysteroscopy and FET) and saw no physical reasons I couldn't get pregnant.  She wants to do a few more tests to try and determine why I have had recurrent miscarriages so they can customize my treatment plan.  Most of the tests were done at ARMS but this was more data that ARMS failed to send.  I don't know, maybe their version of "send all medical records for the last two years" is different than mine.  I thought "all" meant every test, every note, every procedure...  We are getting FTC the data now through the lab and our own copies.

Dr. Behera recommends a phased IVF so we will do the egg retrieval and instead of doing a fresh transfer we will freeze all the embryos and do a frozen transfer.  We have a trip coming up so I will be on birth control during that time to let the ovaries rest and then will schedule everything when we get back from our trip.

Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more;
Or close the wall up with our English dead.
In peace there's nothing so becomes a man
As modest stillness and humility:
But when the blast of war blows in our ears,
Then imitate the action of the tiger;
Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood,
Disguise fair nature with hard-favour'd rage;
Then lend the eye a terrible aspect;
Let pry through the portage of the head
Like the brass cannon; let the brow o'erwhelm it
As fearfully as doth a galled rock
O'erhang and jutty his confounded base,
Swill'd with the wild and wasteful ocean.
Now set the teeth and stretch the nostril wide,
Hold hard the breath and bend up every spirit
To his full height. On, on, you noblest English.
Whose blood is fet from fathers of war-proof!
Fathers that, like so many Alexanders,
Have in these parts from morn till even fought
And sheathed their swords for lack of argument:
Dishonour not your mothers; now attest
That those whom you call'd fathers did beget you.
Be copy now to men of grosser blood,
And teach them how to war. And you, good yeoman,
Whose limbs were made in England, show us here
The mettle of your pasture; let us swear
That you are worth your breeding; which I doubt not;
For there is none of you so mean and base,
That hath not noble lustre in your eyes.
I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips,
Straining upon the start. The game's afoot:
Follow your spirit, and upon this charge
Cry 'God for Harry, England, and Saint George!'"

-Shakespeare's Henry V, Act III, 1598

1 comment:

  1. Hey Andrea,
    I've read your blog from time to time, and I empathize with your plight. I went through the multiple miscarriage thing after Escher was born, though obviously I finally had Scarlett 8 years later. It certainly is a roller-coaster of emotions. Anyway, obviously you are looking at a variety of different medical treatments and maybe you've run into this before, but just in case you haven't I thought I would link you to this article in the event it might be something that you want to explore:

    Good luck to you... I hope things work out,
    Rachel (your former roommate)