While talking to a friend online this afternoon I thought of something that might help make all of these injections fun. I created a stick ticker. Basically I’m going to track how my sticks I get through this cycle and see what the number ends up being. I figure with my long cycles and three pokes a night once I start the follistim it could get high. So I’m going to see how high it gets and you all can follow my numbers. You can see my tracker on the right side of this blog entry.
The other day I came out about my infertility to a friend of mine. She is a friend of mine from elementary school that I talk to on facebook. I came out to her because she has fought and won a battle with cancer and has been very open and brave about sharing what was going on with her. While talking to her I found out that she actually did a few cycles of clomid. Small world. The clomid didn’t work for her and they were about to go to ivf when she found out she was pregnant and had her son. She was very nice about it and said if I ever need to talk or whatever she is there. Very nice. I told another person a while ago who did get pregnant through ivf and she was supportive as well. However, after my initial telling them, the talking stopped. It’s not that we aren’t talking to each other, just the topic of IF never comes up. I’m not sure what I expected and I guess it’s good they aren’t asking every other day, but I don’t know. *shrugs*
My mother just got back from visiting my cousins wife to celebrate their daughters first birthday. This is the woman who blogged all about her pregnancy and set it up so that each entry was sent to my inbox. I know she didn’t mean anything by it, but ugh that was hard. I was very cranky when I knew that was coming up. It was a year since that child was born, and I still wasn’t pregnant. Not fun. However, today while talking to my mother she told me what she learned. My mother said that she told my mom that they tried for a year and didn’t get pregnant. Then she tried a couple of cycles of clomid and kept getting cysts. She was told she could have one more try with clomid, but after that she had to do something else because of her big cysts. This is when she got pregnant with her daughter. While it’s interesting that she also had to go through infertility she still only had to do clomid.
I still feel myself jealous because she did get pregnant and had the first grandchild on this side of the family. However, it makes me feel a little better. It also helps that her daughter is getting older now. I have less issues with cute babies and especially so when they are older. I thought about emailing her and telling her that I am going through the same thing, but I’m not sure. I know she would be super supportive and nice, but *shrugs* I’m just not sure if I’m ready Another part of me wants to come out on facebook and just say hey, we are trying to get pregnant and have been having issues, but I don’t think I’m that brave.
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