I was supposed to test on Sunday. By some miracle, I wasn't feeling anxious about testing. In fact, I had managed to keep my mind off of pregnancy tests and I didn't feel the need to start testing a week early. The nurse told me to test on Sunday, but I had decided to wait a couple days. I had patience which is incredibly weird for me! My husband was curious and really wanted me to take a test on Sunday, so I caved. I took the test. Not pregnant. I didn't cry. I shrugged my shoulders and went on with the rest of our day. I didn't expect to see a positive result. In fact, I would have been shocked.
I started my period later that night. I knew I should have waited a day or two to test! Once my cycle started we had to decide quickly what we were going to do. We talked about modified treatments...no ultrasounds or injections because they are expensive, but trying the Letrozole on it's own. We talked about doing nothing because fertility treatments are making us broke. We talked about giving the treatments one last try. I logged into our health insurance account on Monday morning and saw that we had recently met our deductible. What a blessing!
We have decided to go with the last month of treatment. This month will cost us a fifth of what every other month has cost. We feel like as inexpensive as it it, it would be foolish not to try. It was a relief to go in for the ultrasound this week and only be charged $30. I picked up the injection at the pharmacy this morning and it was only $20. Just when we were ready to give up, a miracle happened. We could afford it! It wouldn't be a financial burden on us to try this round.
I'm still okay with not being pregnant. With my son, we got pregnant on our third and final round of treatments. I was a nervous wreck that month worrying it wouldn't work. By some miracle, I'm not consumed by being pregnant this time. Don't get me wrong, I still have my moments, but they are few and far between these days.
So here we are, trying again. This is it no matter what for this type of treatment. If it doesn't work, we'll be advised to meet with the doctor to reassess our treatment plan. Since we've met our deductible, we'll have to see what our options are. At this point, I'm just taking it one day at a time. No worries. No anxiety.
Cloth Diaper Revival. I'm a stay at home mom to Noah and a wife to Chas, the cloth diapering dad. I used to be a 3rd grade teacher until I was blessed with the birth of my first child, Noah. I'm currently trying to conceive my second child while struggling with infertility due to PCOS. This series covers my journey and my experiences along the way.