Hi everyone. I’m sort of an old timer for this board but haven’t been around in a while…
I had a natural ep and my first tube out when I was 20. I split up with my then boyfriend a couple of years ago. I got married nearly 7 years ago and ttc. Nothing happened, so we went down the IVF road.
My only fresh cycle so far gave me 11 embies. I transferred one fresh, got pregnant, then had either a miscarriage or an early EP and then had severe depression afterwards (couldn’t move from the sofa, couldn’t put my clothes on straight, couldn’t work the shower, it was {inserts a word stronger than the one the EPT will allow}.
At the same time as all this was going on, I was working part time and doing a part time postgrad; the postgrad in particular kept me sane, as it was a ‘safe’ environment where I could go and it was extremely unlikely someone would bounce pregnancy news on me! By this point I’d do anything to avoid pregnant friends.
Then I tried to book a frozen cycle with my NHS clinic but got so fed up with their byzantine booking procedures that, after a couple of attempts, I went private, driving my embies across town. My old clinic is in the news sporadically as their success rates have plummeted over the last few years.
I then had two natural FETs, which failed.
I then had a medicated FET, which got a postive HPT, but then turned out to be ectopic and ended up in another trip to the operating theatre to get my last tube out. I know getting both tubes out was {another word stronger than which I am allowed to use}, but I actually felt much better for it.
So, I had four embies remaining. The next two didn’t stick.
Of the last two, I had one last shot, around 18 months after I started. If it didn’t work I was going to give up for a few years, and aim to learn Russian and do the Trans Siberian Express.
One of those last two stuck, and is now my nearly-two year old son. I don’t want to gush because I know it’s a bit annoying if you’re reading all this and haven’t got there and, more to the point, may never do, but he really does make it all worthwhile.
My thoughts have been turning to going for number 2 in the autumn. I’m still not decided (well, I’d love to) but I think my husband has really seen me go through the mill and is a bit more reluctant.
Anyway, we’re not ready to go yet, but I might be dipping in and out to psyche myself up and to find out what’s changed; I’m thinking about doing egg sharing this time.
If there’s anything I’ve learned, it has been that I’d have been better getting my ropey tube out in the first place (not recommended for everyone), and that the more you do IVF the more likely it is to work, although bearing in mind that everyone has a breaking point with the stress IVF causes and it can’t go on forever.
Good luck to everyone out there who is ttc their first (or subsequent) babies.
/waves to knittingvixen and everyone else who remembers me!