I had you there didn’t I, guess you thought that IVF would be the last one. Well this wouldn’t be my story if there wasn’t another hurdle to jump. That hurdle being a frozen embryo transfer.
So in order for a FET to happen you have to wait for a new cycle. Great. The whole thing took about five weeks. So after a mini break to Disney World, hey I needed to take some time at the happiest place in the world, I was back and ready for action. I actually don’t think I could have been in a better place, I was a WRECK during IVF. Forty nine days after my first birth control pill at the start of our IVF journey I was to take my first birth control pill for our FET journey. Shortly after came the medications, Lupron injections along with my birth control. However this wasn’t as restrictive as before, I didn’t have so many ultrasound and bloodwork appointments so I was able to travel at the same time. So we jetted off to Ottawa and New York, lucky us! A few weeks after we were home from New York we were back to our regular schedule of doctors visits, I was put on ASA which is a blood thinner and Estrace… ugh I hate Estrace. They are these tiny blue pills you have to insert into your vagina, it is not a nice sight.
Matris Round 2
Finally it was time for my beloved Matris test. I was absolutely pooping myself this time. I mean what is it with ultrasound techs, they have THE BEST poker faces. They aren’t giving anything away. But later that day, I got the call… I passed! I was to take my last Lupron injection that night and start progesterone shots the next day. Oh progesterone… how I hate thee. We would have to wake up every morning at 6am on the dot to shove a massive needle into my butt. My poor poor butt.
The day I had dreamt about for so long was here. Today I would be PUPO (pregnant until proven otherwise). We were so excited. So excited that we actually missed our appointment time! Tell me how we set about 20 alarms to catch a flight, but on the biggest day of our lives we didn’t set one. I don’t think we have ever driven into the city quicker, but we made it, late but we were there. I was rushed into the glamorous theatre and told that during the unfreezing process the night before we lost one of the embryos… this happens 3% of the time. Obviously this would happen to us. But we had one, one left. Our golden embryo, our champion. I didn’t even get a chance to mourn the loss of our precious embryo before the procedure started, they were on the clock. I mean I was late *insert shy face. Legs in stirrups, doctors and nurses all around, my hand wrapped tightly around Sameer’s, it was go time. We watched the screen as our perfect embryo was transferred. Ok now this is crazy, as our embryo was being transferred guess what came onto the speakers… QUEEN, BOHEMIAN RHAPSODY! What?! Now I’m not a superstitious person but that was just too crazy to ignore. So much so that we nicknamed it Freddie, after Freddie Mercury. This was it, this was our chosen one.
Now I’m going to contradict myself as I literally just said I wasn’t superstitious, but there is this little tradition in the fertility world that you are to eat McDonalds fries after your transfer… the salt is meant to help. I have no clue if this is true or not, but you don’t need to convince me to get McDonalds fries. Mmm.
2ww again, again
I think the two week wait this time was the hardest two week wait I have ever had. After being on a couple days worth of bed rest after the transfer I was going a little cuckoo. I didn’t have a single symptom and my patience was being tested. I was naughty and delved into my stash of pregnancy tests and took one… negative. This was five days after the transfer and I was devastated, again. But I wasn’t to lose hope, I was to carry on. Sameer filled my days with distractions, like romantic picnics, and day trips. Ugh he is seriously the best. I don’t know what I would do without him.
Pregnancy Test Day
Now with IVF you are meant to wait until your blood test to see if you are pregnant. But the day before my blood test we caved. Sameer and I woke up at 6am to pee on a stick, POSITIVE! WHAT?! We didn’t even cry, or smile, we just couldn’t believe it, we were in absolute shock. I ran to my pregnancy test stash and pulled another 5 tests all were positive! What’s the catch we thought, this can’t really be true. The catch? Of course there is one, all of these tests were expired! So we hopped in the car headed Shoppers and bought a pack of two Clear Blue tests. POSITIVE! Now it was time to get excited. We got back into bed, wrapped in each others arms, staring into each others eyes, smiles ear to ear, total bliss. Over the next few days our tests were to be confirmed even more with two positive blood work results.
WE ARE PREGNANT!
This is where our story begins.
Our journey was a hard one, but in no doubt the hardest. Sameer and I are so grateful to have had the opportunity to go through this. You can’t appreciate the light if you’ve never seen the dark.
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