Thank you so much ladies. Your helpful words, virtual hugs, and occasional outbursts of profanity helped me more than mere words can express. AF is officially here, and since beta was supposed to be on Monday...yeah. So much for the progesterone!
After a horrible, teary, discussion/meltdown with The Man, we have made a few tentative decisions.
Step one: Cut a hole in the box.
Sorry, wrong plan.
Plan A:
Call clinic tomorrow AM, and demand to speak to someone who is not mentally constipated and/or a beeyotch. My odds here are about 50/50.
Step two: Ascertain whether my free cycle of meds is usable for an IVF cycle, or if they want to switch me to something else. Which I am guessing they will, because last cycle my follicles pretty much laughed at the two tons of Gonal-f that I took and then gave me the finger.
If No, proceed with Plan B. Ask for a no-holds barred opinion of whether or not I should even bother with another IUI.
If they have a genuinely convincing pro-IUI argument, I might be swayed. In which case, I will order meds for Saturday delivery, and attempt to make my day three appointment within the two hour window I have free next Monday. Or, I might take a month off.
(The Man is pushing for time off, which is a switch, but what he said was, "Sweetie, you are way too wound up about this. Maybe you need to back off a little."
My response was such that I am ashamed to answer it here, but it involved lots of snarfling and murderous pillow thumping.)
If they say "Uhhhhhhhh....", see if I can get the meds anyway, in order to donate them to someone for whom they might actually work.
If yes, continue with Plan A. Call an acupuncturist. Get put on the list for the next "IVF Boat" which is leaving in January. Look at the wait time as an investment in getting as healthy as possible. Actually go to the gym and do the fertility yoga DVD (which I unwrapped this last month, but admittedly, did not actually use.)
Make a contingency plan to get through the holidays. My 33rd birthday is on Thanksgiving this year, which is going to make nosy relatives difficult to avoid. I am thinking a small vacation may be in order. My sister will just have to figure out how to make the effing pumpkin pie.
Plan C: eat cookies. Yeah, I caved. Oh, and look forward to Girls Weekend, which is coming up. At least I will be able to have martinis!
3 comments:
Sounds like you've got some good plan(s). I especially like C
And you should definitely go away for thanksgiving. We did last year and it was wonderful to be sitting by a pool with an adult beverage laughing at the rest of my family! Best thing we did in a long time
I vote for a vacation ..but then I ALWAYS vote for vacations. I think that you should take he best of all worlds involved here. Get free meds, eat cookies, and go on vacation ... Is that an option?
I like your options - especially the cookies and martini one!
I am worried about the holidays a little this year. Last year was awful with the D&C right before Christmas. I am hoping that this season won't always be so tainted with our loss.
I think going away for Thanksgiving is a great idea! It also sounds as if you and your husband have really great communication around this whole issue and are on the same page. I am glad for you on that score.
Hugs!
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