IUI #2 fell on a Sunday this cycle. Unfortunately this ended up complicating things just a tad.
On weekends you have to bring the swimmers in and drop the men off at the lab instead of just doing everything there. I didn't know this and our doctor's office didn't provide us any sterile collection cups the last time we were there so when I got a positive ovulation test on Sunday evening I got to run all over town explaining my problem and asking pharmacists and random clinics for one. That's always a fun conversation to have with complete strangers.
Also, that particular Sunday was the OKC memorial marathon. The route? Directly in front of, over, and around our hospital. The office told us that one of the main streets leading in would be open, though. But was it? No. Neither was any street within a 5 mile radius. We drove more than 20 minutes out of the way to make a gigantic circle around the entire marathon route in order to finally drag in late. I don't know exactly how long the men last in a plastic cup but because of the detour we were already outside of the 1 hour preferred time frame. With the help of Siri and good ol google maps we finally made it to the lab around 7:30. Looking back it was actually a little comical to imagine us driving around frantically with a cup of business trying to get it to the lab. I'd like to thank the police officer in charge of blocking the intersection on 4th Street for being 100% unhelpful in helping us find an alternative route to get to the hospital directly across the street.
After the wash we had 58 million good swimmers so that was fantastic. Even higher than last time! When we came back for the insemination our dumb asses forgot to to sign in again, though. Obviously when you walk in the door to a super crowded waiting room the first thing you do is is scope out a comfy chair. (Our preferred seat is the leather sofa because we've already confirmed that it's nap worthy.) For some reason I wasn't even thinking about signing in a 2nd time. This meant that instead of waiting 10 minutes we waited for about an hour. Near the end of that hour wait the hubbles decided it was time to find a bathroom. Naturally, right after he left the office I finally got called back. Apparently he stopped to build a castle or something because he ended up missing the entire thing and finally made it back after they were already done. No worries though, it's not like I haven't done it before. Currently we're near the end of another two week wait and it seriously can't go by fast enough.
I know we've only done 2 artificial inseminations so far but we've been trying for 2 full years and have been on fertility medications and charting for the past 9 months and I'm just beyond tired of it. It seems like now more than ever I get random people asking when we plan on having kids. The other day the Heat/AC guy was at the house for a tune up appointment and he saw a picture of Allen and I hanging on the wall. He asked if we had kids yet. I said no not yet (and that our kitties are our babies right now) and he then went on about how when we do they'll be "absolutely beautiful babies". Of course I love hearing compliments but baby conversations just make me sad.
We both had a physical for our life insurance application recently and as expected they ask what medicine you're on and what for. It's not exactly a baby conversation but I feel like I have to explain our infertility issues to everyone that I come across. It's not exactly a conversation that I enjoy having. At least not face to face. I always feel like I'm going to burst into tears mid-explanation. Before that, I went to the eye-doctor for my chronic dry eyes (thanks to 10+ years of daily contacts before Lasik) and again, the same conversation. "I take Clomid. It's a fertility drug."
Welp, I don't really know what the point of this post is other than to just let off some steam. Within the next few weeks we'll have more of a definite game plan as far as our plans going forward. I know doctors usually recommend 4 or 5 attempts at IUI before moving on but I'm not so keen on that idea. Gosh, I couldn't even imagine the stress of IVF. I'm already exhausted. This. Is. Exhausting:
My daily to-do list & bathroom science lab.
The meme with the guy throwing all of his papers up in the air and yelling "fuck this shit" comes to mind every time I look at my checklist.
Anyway, that's all for now. Hopefully the next post will be more exciting.
Love love.
Heather
