When you're chewing on life's gristle,
Don't grumble, give a whistle!
And this'll help things turn out for the best.
My husband
My not-so-puppy-anymore
Have started going swimming a few times a week
Managed to swim 1km in 40 minutes
I’m starting a new job in September
I found the bag of summer clothes that I thought I had accidentally given to charity when having a sort-out (whoooole other ridiculous story, there)
Slimming world friendly (syn free!) non-alcoholic fake Pimms recipe
Anyway…
Everything has had a while to sink in now, and it’s funny how quickly I’ve become accustomed to the idea of IVF being normal. Having read a few IVF blogs and posts on the pregnancy/trying for a baby forums, there seem to be lots of people who didn’t tell anyone they were going through IVF, and while I totally understand where they’re coming from, that just isn’t me.
Everyone deals with things in their own way, but I’ve found myself being totally upfront about it, even explaining about my blocked fallopian tubes to some people. In some cases, this has been after throwaway comments at work (“You wouldn’t be this organised and ready for work if you had children” for example), and rather than sit and sulk in my classroom, I’ve told them. Feels good.
We’ve come to a decision, you see. As part of my month as a human-pincushion-slash-vampire’s-vending-machine, I had a test to see roughly how many eggs were left in my ovaries.
Everything has had a while to sink in now, and it’s funny how quickly I’ve become accustomed to the idea of IVF being normal. Having read a few IVF blogs and posts on the pregnancy/trying for a baby forums, there seem to be lots of people who didn’t tell anyone they were going through IVF, and while I totally understand where they’re coming from, that just isn’t me.
Everyone deals with things in their own way, but I’ve found myself being totally upfront about it, even explaining about my blocked fallopian tubes to some people. In some cases, this has been after throwaway comments at work (“You wouldn’t be this organised and ready for work if you had children” for example), and rather than sit and sulk in my classroom, I’ve told them. Feels good.
We’ve come to a decision, you see. As part of my month as a human-pincushion-slash-vampire’s-vending-machine, I had a test to see roughly how many eggs were left in my ovaries.
Given our luck with these things so far, I’m sure the result is predictable.
Yep, low egg reserve.
Not dire, not so much that they’ve said IVF won’t work, thank goodness. According to the confusing table on the information sheet, I have the egg count of an average 37 year old, which isn’t great seeing as I’m only 27. Like I said, not dire but enough to scare us into realising we need to do this NOW.
If we wait as I lose weight, by the time my BMI is right for NHS funding (even though it isn't that far off) we’ll still have to wait months to start, and if it takes more than one go…
Basically we realised that the sooner we start IVF, the better chance we’ll have of getting enough eggs to mature in each cycle.
Anyone got a spare £5,000?
Anyone? No? Ok… we’ll find it ourselves.
We scraped together the cash.
We confirmed that if we self-funded a cycle and it was unsuccessful, we’d still be eligible for an NHS funded cycle in the future.
I booked our first appointment – the information session where we will sign all the consent forms. The earliest one was 6 weeks away, so I’m glad we decided to go for it!
That was almost 6 weeks ago now, and on Thursday evening we’ll have been to the information session and will have a bit more of an idea about when we’ll be starting things properly!
Honestly, after all the bad news we kept getting, taking control of the situation rather than just waiting has felt really empowering.
Now to decide whether I feel excited, nervous, or nervously excited. Hmmm.
Yep, low egg reserve.
Not dire, not so much that they’ve said IVF won’t work, thank goodness. According to the confusing table on the information sheet, I have the egg count of an average 37 year old, which isn’t great seeing as I’m only 27. Like I said, not dire but enough to scare us into realising we need to do this NOW.
If we wait as I lose weight, by the time my BMI is right for NHS funding (even though it isn't that far off) we’ll still have to wait months to start, and if it takes more than one go…
Basically we realised that the sooner we start IVF, the better chance we’ll have of getting enough eggs to mature in each cycle.
Anyone got a spare £5,000?
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| Or, it will certainly feel this way! |
Anyone? No? Ok… we’ll find it ourselves.
We scraped together the cash.
We confirmed that if we self-funded a cycle and it was unsuccessful, we’d still be eligible for an NHS funded cycle in the future.
I booked our first appointment – the information session where we will sign all the consent forms. The earliest one was 6 weeks away, so I’m glad we decided to go for it!
That was almost 6 weeks ago now, and on Thursday evening we’ll have been to the information session and will have a bit more of an idea about when we’ll be starting things properly!
Honestly, after all the bad news we kept getting, taking control of the situation rather than just waiting has felt really empowering.
Now to decide whether I feel excited, nervous, or nervously excited. Hmmm.
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