After spending the week crying and wondering why and what would happen, things turned around for me this week. On Tuesday we met with our doctor to discuss the future. Honestly, my husband and I went to the appointment expecting to hear treatment options that were financially out of reach. I was prepared for that. I was prepared to hear about IUI and just wanted to get the info for a possible future treatment plan. That's not what happened at all.
We sat down and I told the doctor that I was tired of getting my hopes up. I talked about how I desperately wanted to get pregnant again, but emotionally and financially I felt like we were stuck. He knew that IUI wasn't an option for us financially and instead suggested another course of action and we took it!
Our new plan is similar to what we've done for the past three months, but we've changed up things a bit. Instead of Letrozole, I'll be taking Tamoxifen in it's place. Instead of just the Ovidrel injection, I'll be adding in Follistim and Gonal-F. Lots of injections and more monitoring of my cycle. I feel hopeful again. I feel like with the extra medicine and the increased monitoring our chances are higher. Of course there's more. The injectibles I'm adding create "super ovulation". Basically that means there is a larger chance of more eggs in one cycle and an increase in the chance of multiples. I'm great with this. Bring on twins if that's what it takes! Although, don't mention triplets because I may faint!
We are able to try this treatment plan for the rest of this year since we've met our deductible. It's a bit more expensive than what we've done the past three months, but we just feel like while we're only paying 20%, we should take advantage.
My mood did a complete 180 on Tuesday morning. I'm happy again. I know that my world could come crashing down again in a month or two. My 30th birthday is at the end of December and it could be the best or worst birthday. I'm working on not putting my hope and happiness in a pregnancy. I know that there is no way I can live my life on that. I'll get through it either way. My husband is concerned that I'm so hopeful. He saw how hurt I was last week and realizes that could come back at any moment. I'm hoping we don't have to cross that bridge again.
So here we are, starting again!
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.