Luteinizing Unruptured Follicle Syndrome

^^ See that big fancy medical term above? ^^ Yeah. That’s me. That’s why I haven’t gotten pregnant.

Dr. B himself performed today’s u/s since the ultrasound tech was out of the office. That 21 mm follicle that I was so happy about on Tuesday? It should’ve ruptured by now, releasing the egg in its tiny grip of follicle-ness so the egg can travel into the fallopian tube to be ready for fertilization (Basically speaking; my medical expertise is pretty rudimentary). Instead, the follicle has grown to 35 mm and counting. 20 – 25 mm is the range they like to see for follicles: more or less than that is worrisome. So,,, there’s no egg being released, meaning all the work DH and I’ve done this week to fertilize the little sucker was for nada. Pretty freakin bummed right about now. It feels too unfair, too extraordinary, too unlikely, but nonetheless real…

Dr. B says LUFS (acronyms are my thing) is extremely uncommon in the general public, but is found in endometriosis patients. I return to his office again this Monday for another u/s and more blood work to definitely determine or rule out LUFS. Dr. B’s been an RE for a very long time, so I think his speculation is probably pretty accurate here. To “solve” LUFS, I need to be monitored again during OV next month, and if LUFS shows up again, then I have to give myself HCG injections to make the follicle rupture. Fun stuff.

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The other major thing from today’s visit is they LOST DH’s sperm sample that I brought in on Tuesday! Like totally forgot all about it! Now it’s un-testable and we’ll need to provide another one. I’m completely floored! I even called ahead to Dr. B’s office on Monday to let them know I’d be bringing it, handed it to reception with DH’s name, DOB, insurance info, and ID—the whole nine yards. Well, the girl in reception simply forgot all about it, nor did she remember to mention that we’d brought it in at all to the doctor. She didn’t apologize for it either; instead, I found out secondhand from another staff member who pulled me to the side and told me, then indicated that she’d take the blame for it. I’m trying very hard to be understanding about this, because accidents truly do happen, but at the same time I can’t help but be somewhat infuriated by total lack of medical professionalism on the reception peoples’ part. As in, IF is already stressful enough, visiting the RE is stressful enough, so having to provide a second sample when I went out of my way to get them the first sample is only stress piled upon stress. Grrrr….

I will make myself get over it though: God’s forgiven me for much worse. Remembering to count my blessings today. They far outweigh the little bit of trouble mentioned above.

Happy Thursday fellow TTC-ers!

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Is IUI Worth It?

I’ve been mulling over DH and my options this week by reading up on IUI success rates (and the procedure itself, which seems pretty basic). The success rates seem ridiculously small! Although we’re back on the TTC merry-go-round with BD (fertile window begins tomorrow—yay!), I keep thinking in the back of my head though that, if natural means fail and we go forward with assisted reproductive help, what our best options would be.

Dr. B recommended IVF during our very first visit with him. He flat out said that IUI wouldn’t likely work, but if DH and I wanted to try it, we could. He’s the third doctor who’s strongly suggested we do IVF. But man is it expensive! (I cynically think sometimes that docs suggest it more to take your money than because a patient truly needs it. Money makes the world go round, and infertile couples strait up will. pay. anything.) Unfortunately for me, Pennsylvania has such screwy health care laws, and like no one in this state has any portion of IVF covered under insurance, ever, or so I’ve been told. So we’d be looking at thousands of dollars for one IVF cycle, not to mention the injections, the procedure itself, time off work, etc. Not saying I’ve written it off as a possibility in the future, but, for now, IVF is still on the backburner.

Which leaves us with our current path of doing IUI. From what Dr. B says, our 4% chance of conceiving naturally jumps to only 8 – 20% chance using IUI. And it’ll cost around $800. And insurance covers nada. I’m wondering if IUI is worth such small odds? It doesn’t sound terribly effective. Does anyone know someone who’s conceived with IUI? Or have you been down the IUI road and don’t think it’s worth it? I’ve been scouring websites and blogs and haven’t really read anyone’s story who has. Yet.

On a Happy Spring Friday note (it’s 50º in Philly—heat wave!), I leave you with my two fave infertility memes:

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The Plan of Attack

Yesterday I had my second appointment with my RE, Dr. B. It was actually encouraging, and I feel SO MUCH better to now have a plan of attack. Although DH and I will continue our TTC the old-fashioned way, there is now a “Plan B” underway and I finally have a medical doctor monitoring my progress, so I feel very optimistic about things.

AF showed up last Friday morning and was gone by Sunday evening. Although it was another abnormally short period like I’ve been getting lately, the intensity of the pain more than made up for its length. I had to call out of work on Friday because the cramps were just too much to bear. I spent all of Thursday evening, all day Friday, and most of Saturday morning in bed with mind-blowing cramps.

The one time I did get out of bed Friday I experienced a “popping” sensation on my ovary, followed by a jolt of pain that was so severe it had me doubled over and crying. I think that was the cyst rupturing. I’ve no idea if that’s good or bad. See, endometriosis can cause these “chocolate cysts” that can rupture, causing the contents of old blood to release and, if there’s a lot of adhesion action going on in that area (which in my case is pretty much a certainty), that spilled blood has nowhere to go. Yikes.

Anyway, a few highlights from yesterday’s visit:

  1. The u/s showed that the cyst they found on my ovary 11 days ago is gone: AF took care of that. See above paragraph.
  2. Based on the blood work drawn at my initial visit, I am a carrier for cystic fibrosis. This was especially interesting because I’ve researched my family tree all the way back to my 6th great-grandparents, and there was no mention on either side of cystic fibrosis. As a result of this finding, DH’s blood was drawn yesterday so Dr. B can ensure he’s not also a carrier.
  3. I am Vitamin D deficient. I KNEW I needed more sunlight! Yes—an excuse to tan!
  4. My thyroid is out of whack. This point alone was worth all of yesterday’s visit. I’ve suspected for more than a year now that my thyroid was off. My mom had a thyroid disorder. My oldest brother has a thyroid disorder. My sister likely has a thyroid problem. Last year I had my thyroid tested twice. Both times my numbers were out of range, but my crappy, evil family doctor did nothing except tell me he wouldn’t do anything to correct it. Dr. B, on the other hand, immediately put me on Synthroid to get it corrected. An unbalanced thyroid can contribute to infertility. Hey—I’ll take all the help I can get.
  5. DH is getting his fertility tested too. Dr. B was surprised to learn yesterday when I told him DH had never been tested before, so off DH went for blood work and then Dr. B presented him with The Cup (“Fill it up and get it back to me ASAP” was about all the medical advice given there). Although DH is over 35, I’m pretty confident things are moving along swimmingly on his end (bad pun, I know). Even though, my feelings on it mean nothing without first making sure everything’s good in that department.

So I’m on what Dr. B’s office calls “tracking,” where I go in for weekly visits throughout this entire cycle and they check to be sure I’m ovulating, to have my egg fragility and age tested, and to continue monitoring my hormone levels. I return in one week from today for the ovulation test. I honestly don’t know what to expect from that.

Following my month of tracking, Dr. B plans to start me on three cycles of Clomid followed by IUI.

With all these upcoming doctor’s appointments, I had to tell Boss something. While reviewing our calendar for the rest of April, I told him I’d be in late next week for my next doctor visit. Boss has been concerned about me lately, asking if I’m okay and such, and I knew I couldn’t continue being vague about what’s going on here. I very uncomfortably, and without looking at Boss, said that “we’re seeing a fertility doctor, so I have to go there kinda often for now” and left it at that. Boss simply replied “Oh.” Later yesterday afternoon in the elevator, Boss said to me “I’ll be praying for you about what you told me earlier. And don’t worry, I won’t say anything to anyone about it.” I awkwardly thanked him and said something about how some things can’t be kept a secret forever. In an attempt at lightheartedness, Boss said if I was pregnant, that there’s no way I could keep that a secret forever. I murmured a reply that I wasn’t pregnant. As if I needed another reminder.

Topping off all of the above, I had another session with my therapist, Dee last night. It wasn’t as emotional for me as our usual sessions, and I didn’t even tear up once! We discussed my medical treatment with Dr. B, who Dee told me she’d once visited once herself.

We spent most of the session discussing my discomfort relating to DH about the spiritual side of this TTC. See, DH is a big proponent of faith healing, as he’s been brought up spiritually in a more Pentecostal, charismatic sector of Christianity than I was. On the other side of the coin, I was brought up in a very conservative Baptist church, and—while I don’t necessary adhere to a great deal of the denomination itself—there are some things that have stuck with me over the years, and I find the notion of “Name it, Claim it,” “Blab it, Grab it” to be unbiblical. The rift between DH and I on this issue is an entire blog topic in itself that I don’t have the time or inclination to get into today. I’ll think that one over some before I write much more about it.

So, end of post, there is now a plan of attack. And I’m ready to attack.

Dr. B Report

So, last Thursday was the Big Day, the day I went to see my new REI doctor for the first time, Dr. B. DH met me at the doctor’s office and off we marched into the unknown.

Dr. B’s office was very nice, clean, spacious, professional, and modern; his staff friendly, efficient, and quick; however,  he Dr. B. himself was a bit odd. Possibly the misunderstood genius type? He was very soft-spoken, so I struggled to hear him at times. They drew 8 vials of blood from me, he performed a physical exam (not comfy!), and ran a vag u/s. The u/s showed a 4 cm cyst on my ovary and that my uterus was tilted upward and pushed to the right, probably pushed over because the cyst was taking up space.

It was not an encouraging visit. Upon reviewing my 16-page patient history, Dr. B. looked up at us to say he “liked a challenge.” After all my exam and blood draw were finished, we went back into Dr. B’s office to talk. He bluntly told me that my insides were “a mess,” that it was very likely (after reviewing my prior surgery reports) that all the endo plus some was back, and that DH and I needed “closure.” He told me I should have another surgery to clear the endo up. I told him no more surgeries. He immediately recommended IVF. I told him I wanted to try less invasive techniques first. He told me the noninvasive techniques were shots in the dark, that I could try Clomid/IUI/etc. if I really wanted to, but it likely wouldn’t work. Ouch. I’m to call his office the first day of my period (due on Saturday; today’s Monday) and he’d see my the following day to get started on things; the problem is, I can’t remember what he said we’re getting started on! Considering the spotting, cramping, and ovary pain I’ve been having the past 2 days, it totally looks like—in the natural at least—that AF is on her way.

I’ve been kinda an emotional roller coaster since Thursday’s appointment. I cry often, and over seemingly nothing. I cry and sob and weep and generally have a tough time keeping myself together. Today has been better, as I haven’t cried or been moved to tears once yet.

Today I choose to thank God for all the many, many blessings He’s given me and that He is a good God who has plans to give me hope and a future. That this too shall pass. That I’m only in the very beginning of a journey into the unknown that, in the end, He has fully in His hands.

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