Well, here I am in my last week of summer vacation. How did it go by that fast? Back in June, I remember thinking that we will get pregnant this summer for sure. Yeah…no. We are on month 4 of actually ovulating which, I guess when you think of it as only trying for 4 months isn’t so bad. I know perfectly fertile women who take that long or longer to get pregnant. I am feeling pretty good about this month. I don’t know what brought about this optimism, but I’m glad I am feeling it. We had a beautiful follie, triggered and tried every day through my fertile window. I have been eating some pineapple- which, is yummy and healthy even if it’s link to implantation is a myth. I’ve been trying to stay active this week but I still need to work on drinking more water. So that’s where we are with our wait. Like every month, I looked up our potential due date (May 15th). It seems so far away. But I do this every month and then those due dates slip through my fingers. I am due to test on the first day of school. Imagine going into work and keeping that little tid bit a secret until I could get home and tell Hubby.
Aside from waiting I went to my Primary Care Dr. yesterday regarding my liver results. He really has a way of making me feel uninformed and question myself. When I told him that my RE instructed me to follow up with him he asked if they had said anything about the drugs I am taking causing this. Uh…no not really. They pulled me off of the Metformin but they never mentioned the Letrozole having side effects on the liver. You would think they would have if there was a connection. He looked it up ( he really had no idea what these drugs were that I was spouting off like a pro) and what do you know- increased liver scores is a side effect. The concerning part is that I had slightly elevated results before going on the Letrozole. Clomid, which I was on when I had the original blood work done does not seem to effect the liver. So along with the Letrozole side effects we are looking into Hep C and Hep B, both of which I tested negative for in the past and neither of which I think I have, but we will test again anyways or a fatty liver. So we are on a quest to figure this out before school starts next week. I had blood drawn again yesterday (what’s new right?) I feel like a human pin cushion. Friday we are back to the local hospital to have an ultrasound on my liver to see how fatty it is- or if there is anything else to be concerned about.
I have had more blood drawn, ultrasounds, medications and injections in the past 6 months than my whole life combined up to this point. It is a lot to deal with. Somehow this process has just become part of everyday life. The monthly excitement at actually making a follicle and releasing an egg- followed by the gut wrenching disappointment that, despite doing everything right- we failed again. We have had 13 months of disappointing pregnancy tests. And yet we keep going. I have to believe that this will work eventually. That everything we are going through—all of the bruises and side effects will be worth it when we hold our baby. So onto my last week of summer- tests and hospitals will not bring me down! I plan to enjoy the next 7 days to the fullest, imagining a baby is taking up residence in my oh so ready uterus. 🙂