Tuesday, May 8, 2012

Cycle 17, CD 16 (? DPO)

We were too late. I already ovulated. Talk about a kick in the gut.

Not sure what happened. My last appointment was on Saturday and I had at least one follicle that was almost ripe at 17mm. At that point, my RE wanted me to do one more day of the Follistim at a higher dose but to also keep a close eye on my OPKs just to make sure my body didn't ovulate on its own. And I was a good girl and peed on those damn sticks every night for the last week. No way I could miss it, right? I mean, I'm no stranger to OPKs. But I swear to you that stupid pink line never got very dark. It was only kinda there.

Screw the cost, I'm switching to the smiley face OPKs from now on. I also might start temping again (fuck me sideways). Because the cheapies failed me. Miserably.

There was a chance I ovulated within a few hours of the appontment this morning, but really it could have been anytime in the last 2 days. As my RE said, "In my heart of hearts, I feel like it's a risk to do the IUI today. $800 is nothing to sneeze at". My head agreed with her. My heart said otherwise.

So instead of going through with the IUI, Mike and I headed home to do it the old fashioned way. It turns out, sad sex is not very good sex.

I know I'm not out but lets face it- I am. 12 injections. 6 doctor appointments. 4 blood draws. 1 trigger. And god knows how much money and angst... and hope. All out the window.

I was so excited to wear my new lucky socks that Tracy from A Journey to Somewhere sent me too. Sitting on the table waiting for my u/s, all I could do was admire how cute they were. Indeed, both Dr. D and nurse S commented on the fun stripes as I thew my legs up into the stirrups (I liked not having my vag be the only star in the room for once). Maybe it was some kind of divine intervention, because Tracy actually bought me THREE pairs of uber cool socks. Here's hoping that the sock monkeys or long-necked giraffes have better luck.

Thank you Tracy!


  1. I'm sorry...that is so incredibly frustrating. But at least your bases are still covered and hopefully one of those is a strong swimmer determined to be your kid. It's amazing how something that involves so much science (like drs and shots and analyzed bloodwork) can really boil down to just plain luck. I will be rooting for you.
    ps...the socks rock.

  2. You've been in my heart all day. I think this just reassures that we need to get our plan of ripping off a ultrasound machine in motion! I'll go buy some sequins for my outfit tonight - it will be dazzling! Then I'll start working out the steps to my tap dance routine while you get some black clothes so you can go in and be all stealth like. There is no way we can fail!

  3. Every day is filled with such ups and downs it's almost impossible to relax and be happy in the face off all this stress. Hope those socks bring you some luck!! There is nothing worse than sad, forced sex ugh...

  4. Oh no! I am so sorry to hear that. I don't know if you're like me, but I NEVER get a +opk if I'm on meds of any sort. If I do a natural cycle, I can get a + no problem. But the second I'm taking Clomid or injects, then I won't get one. I have no clue why, maybe the same thing happened to you? Either way, I'm really sorry. This journey is full of ups and downs, I"m sorry you hit a BIG down today. {{Hugs}}

  5. Ugh, I am so mad for you! You worked so hard and took so many freaking shots,just to have your body undermine everything by popping early!! GAAAAAAARRRR!!! There is no worse feeling than knowing that everything you did was for nothing. At least your doctor encouraged you to forgo the IUI - no sense in spending the $800. I'm so so sorry. Want me to ship you a bottle of liquor? The US postal service is so slow that, if I shipped it standard, it would probably take 2 weeks to get to you XD

  6. I'm sorry the lucky socks didn't keep you from ovulating. I think you should wear them every day of the next cycle. Maybe then they will work? I can send you more, so you don't have to do laundry every three days. :) But seriously, that sucks. I'm so sorry.