August 19, 2013

The Long, Dark Tea Time of the Soul

Props to anyone who knows the reference in the title ;-)

This is going to be.... an unholy mess of a post, apologies.

Had my mid-cycle ultrasound today. The front-runner follicle was 14mm. I have no idea what the next closest few were. It doesn't matter. Last cycle at this time a had a 17 and two 16's - as if that did me any good; still not pregnant. They asked that I come in for another ultrasound later in the week. Just in case. They don't want to tell me to trigger and all that when maybe nothing will happen. Oh yeah, cause that would suck - going to *all that trouble* and then nothing happens...

Oh wait - that's every cycle. It doesn't matter if I had gold star follies. Doesn't matter if M's sample had record numbers. NOTHING HAPPENS.

I'm frustrated. To say the least. I find it interesting that I am, and have been, ovulating ever since my surgery, but no dice. And yet, no further testing is suggested. No one has even mentioned male factor since our initial appointment. There are a million different, little things that could be wrong with M's sperm and we would never know because we've just had a basic semen analysis done. But nobody mentions it. The closest thing to a novel idea I have heard was the Guru's revelation to me of other "options" besides IVF.

I'm done, y'all. I'm not saying modern medicine has failed me, but I certainly feel like my doctors are failing me. And they are the best in the area according to "everyone". I'm sick and tired of crying, and blaming myself, and blaming God, and hating my reproductive organs. This is no way to live a life and certainly no way to try to bring new life in. I don't even want to hear their schpeal about modified protocols. It can't possibly raise my chances to a percentage that would make it worth while to me.

I came home from the hospital and cried, like I always do. Because I can lie to myself all I want about how little I care if this works. The truth will out in the ultrasound room. I looked for hope, I scraped about for something happy. I've got nothing left but frustration and heartache towards infertility treatments.

At home, my Portals of Prayer book that has been gathering dust on the hall table fell to the floor when I set my purse down. I flipped through it, looking for guidance. I keep asking God to tell me what He wants me to do - I don't care what it is anymore, just tell me!! I mulled over things for a while, asking myself various questions, reading, thinking. I think - in matters of one's mission in life - sorrow, trials, and soldiering on are expected (from a Christian perspective). But, who ever said that biological procreation was anyone's mission in life - their purpose for being here? "Be fruitful and multiply, sure - but I tried! I tried and tried! I don't think God means for me to be heavy-hearted and sometimes miserable in my pursuit of a family. He has clearly provided other options, which I am not opposed to. I thought on this, and a quiet peacefulness laid on me. I stopped crying.

I've got another post percolating.... I want to write about how much I'm looking forward to being a mom and introducing my kid to all things geek. We're big time geeks, I'm proud to say. I'm a book nerd, M is a gamer geek, and we both enjoy sci-fi and fantasy movies and tv shows (unfortunately we don't often agree on *what* shows and movies). I need to think on it some more though...

Cheers

3 comments:

  1. "I'm done, y'all. I'm not saying modern medicine has failed me, but I certainly feel like my doctors are failing me.

    I'm sick and tired of crying, and blaming myself, and blaming God, and hating my reproductive organs. This is no way to live a life and certainly no way to try to bring new life in."

    This is exactly how I felt. I had to be done because I got to a point that nothing made me happy anymore. I hated myself, my doctors, my body, god, and anyone who had the gall to have a baby when I didn't.

    Bottom line is only you can decide when enough is enough. And if you do decide that you are done with treatments, it does not mean that you are giving up or that you failed. I actually think it shows a lot more courage to stop than to blindly continue onwards.

    I know you haven't decided if you want to consider adoption or child-free living. But I would like to be of any help I can if you need information. Please please e-mail me and let me know if there is anything I can do. trishg21@gmail.com

    I'm going to tell you one more thing, and I hope this doesn't sound like I'm pressuring you because I would NEVER want anyone to make such a huge decision based on this, but as soon as I made the decision to stop trying I felt so much lighter, like a huge weight that had been crushing my every breath was gone. And more importantly, I started feeling happy again. This was before we even started the adoption process. Just knowing that I was finally in control made me feel free. I was no longer a slave to my doctors, my ovaries, and my pain. Not that the pain ever goes away, it doesn't. But taking control of my life made it bearable.

    Lots of love to you sweetie. Again please don't hesitate to message me.

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  2. BTW this is Trisha from The Elusive Second Line. For some reason it wouldn't let me post under my website.

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  3. Hi there....
    Stumbled across your blog today and I just can't help but follow along. Sending prayers and good wishes that this works for you!

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