#35 A big fat full stop

Saturday13th March 2021

I'm not entirely sure why i'm writing this, or even if I actually want to. I certainly never thought i'd be revisiting this after all these years, But here I am.
I thought our infertility journey ended with the birth of our daughter Mia, turns out I was wrong. I now look at infertility as on ongoing war with many battles to fight, We just happened to get lucky with one particular fight. So we took our prize & went home. Safe in the knowledge that ignorance is bliss, The war simply didn't matter anymore, we stopped fighting.

I'm not 100% sure if the subject cropped up in previous blog posts, & I don't really want to go back & read through them. Because to be honest, I find them quite painful to read. Theresa log of bad memories there, & i don't really recognise the person the wrote it anymore.
But, anyway... Over the years, we've had another war to fight, whilst not strictly being connected to our infertility, it definitely went hand in hand. My good lady wife suffers with severe endometriosis, which has been often kept at bay by surgery every 18 months or so to cut out the affected tissue. If you're unfamiliar with Endometriosis, Click here for gory details, A lot of people assume its just like a bad period but in a nutshell It's a chronic, often debilitating illness that has left my wife in agony & ruined our sex life for the best part of the last 15 years or more, Libby once described it as being like being chewed to death from the stomach down by a fucking shark! 
Anyways, the surgery was getting less & less effective, so the specialists tried an abdominal ablation, where they inflate a balloon in the uterus & fill it with a hot liquid to burn away the uterine lining. 
The downside to this is that it seriously reduces the chance of getting  successfully carrying a baby full term after the procedure. There was very little chance of this happening anyway given our history. but even with IVF, it would be risky. Whist doing this procedure, they discovered that the endometrium had now spread to the bowels casing even more pain.
Well, it turns out the operation didn't work very well & the pain & bleeding returned a lot faster than usual. The next step would be an hysterectomy to remove the problem all together, because surgery after surgery after surgery isn't good for anyone, especially with diminishing results.

Op booked ....Covid says NO
Op rebooked ....Covid says NO! again
Op rebooked again .... Covid says NO!, hospital says Fuck you covid

Today the operation was carried out & just like that our war with infertility was over. IVF cant solve this one
The jury remains out on whether the war on endo is over, just because the womb is gone, doesn't mean the pain has gone.

We chose not the continue fighting our infertility with the birth of Mia, because of how much it destroyed our mental health, we said we couldn't put ourselves through the potential misery of what we'd previously been through. Even the possibility of another amazing son or daughter wasn't incentive enough. But above all we didn't want to put Mia though our struggles. 
So we put the past behind us & moved on, like i said. 'Ignorance is bliss' ...But now that the choice has been taken away altogether, and that full stop has been put on the end of the story, maybe burying our heads in the sand wasn't the best course of action & now we'll never know, That hurts more than I thought it would.

To add insult to injury, tomorrow is Mothers Day here in the UK, & my wife will be spending it in a hospital bed recovering & thanks to covid & its associated restrictions, she can't spend it with her daughter.

Monday 15th March 2021

The curse of the 2020s continues, Thanks to the wonders of modern medicine, the surgery was carried out by keyhole & Libby could come home & spend the remainder of Mothers Day with us. 
Sadly it was short lived, today we spent a lot of time in Accident & Emergency, due to Libby having acute abdominal pains, temperature spikes, fitting, Blood pressure dropping & regularly falling unconscious. & shall be spending the night in another hospital bed & potentially missing her birthday tomorrow. JOY! 

#edit, she's currently in surgery to correct some unnoticed complications from the original op

I am however eternally thankful for this one, 7 years has passed by far too quickly

#31 A whole load of mini updates... & the worst title for a blog post

9th July 2013

Hi, my name is Paul, I used to be a negative norman. It has now been over a month since I was a insufferably miserable dick. I'm kinda getting addicted to this being happy malarky, Don't get me wrong, there's still an angry beaver within, but anger is healthy sometimes... Apparently

I'm finding this blog quite hard at the minute, because very little is happening right now, i'm finding it hard to be inspired. I've taken to making notes when inspiration hits me. The only problem is, they are all one word notes & I haven't got a clue what half of them refer to!

Today Lib had an appointment to see the Consultant that did our fertility investigations, & she got to hear our baby's heartbeat & I missed it.
When we last saw the midwife at the hospital, we asked her what was the reason behind the appointment we had with the consultant, She said it was just so he could sign us off, So I probably didn't need to be there.
But if had known that he was going to check the heartbeat, I'd have dropped everything to be there.
So yeah, annoyed much!
Anyway He didn't sign us off. He can't be sure that this is an IVF baby or not, so he wants to see us again in November

Preston ... This note means nothing to me & also confused me greatly


24th July 2013

I've just heard the single most amazing thing in my life (so far)
The heartbeat of my unborn child & I nearly cried, & i'm not ashamed to admit it either


25th August 2013 

Yesterday was the first time in seven days that i've seen my wife & our amazing bump, She's been on holiday with her family & I couldn't get time from work to go, this sucks balls on a major scale. Even though its only been a week, the bump seems to have grown so much, & I still find it hard to get my head around the fact that my child is in there somewhere

Amidst various stories of holiday fun & adventure that I missed out on, one thing that arisen upset me quite a bit. The girl we foster has been telling everyone that she's not looking forward to the baby coming into our lives. I kinda get why, because she's been passed around from family member to family member, told that she can't live with her Mum & her Dad can't have her living with him, so maybe she thinks that now we have a child of our own, she'll have to move on again. This couldn't actually be further from the truth.
From the day we started our IVF, we've always told her that no matter what happens, she'll always be able to call our house, her home, we've always tried to involve her in all the decisions & above all be honest with her. Just upsets me that she couldn't be honest with us, & let us find out how she feels from someone else.


27th August 2013

I had a feeling today was going to be a good day, It's my day off work, it's the day of my 3rd driving test (Yes I failed 2 already) & the date of our 20 week scan, well it turns out I only have two of these right, The scan is tomorrow & I should be at work. on the plus side, I passed my driving test! The roads of South Yorkshire are no longer safe


28th August 2013

Sometimes I actually amaze myself, normally when we have a hospital/clinic appointment, I can guarantee something will stop me from getting there with time to spare, I expected today to be pretty much the same as any other, We had to be at the hospital for our scan at 13.45, the problem is, I wouldn't normally finish until 14.15 on a Wednesday, Today I appear to have been possessed by a Red Bull fuelled cheetah! SPEEDY MAIL>>>> GO! 
Predictably because I've managed to get to the hospital early, I'm now sat in the waiting room at least 20 minutes past the actual appointment time... Hmmmph!


The scan was brilliant, the sonographer was so attentive, he showed us our Wiggle & went into loads of detail, explaining all the different bits & pieces, well all of the bits & pieces that aren't, er... y'know 'bit's & pieces' He even managed to show us a face :) Shame we couldn't have got a shot of that.
Anyway, you'll be pleased to know that the new scan shows that we aren't actually expecting a dinosaur. The only thing we now know for certain is that it has the exactly the same head of hair as me

23rd September 2013

It's been a hard slog to try & keep on top of this blog lately, I'm not sure if I've lost interest or not, I just find it a struggle to motivate myself, It was so much easier when I was lost in the midst of a journey that I didn't really understand & trying to make sense of it. But now I don't need the have an outlet for my rants, bitterness & confusion, its a lot more challenging
As I've recently mentioned in a previous post, I've been making lots of  notes as an aid to memory, but because I've been very unmotivated, A lot of them have just built up, and it's taken quite a while to get on top of them, so a lot of the posts are written in hindsight & are a bit sketchy on the details, mainly because I struggle to remember what I had for breakfast this morning, never mind what I thought or did on the 9th of July. But I soldiered on


It's odd what goes through my head sometimes, But I've been feeling quite reflective lately, (light just bounces off me.. I love crap humour) It's occurred to me that I'm the last of a generation of Holden's
My Dad was an only child, he's fathered 4 kids, Me, My two sisters & our half brother, both my sisters are married so the name hasn't carried over to their kids, & the half brother has two girls, so again the name is unlikely to carry over there, So it comes down to me, & If me & Libby have a girl, The name dies with me, because it's highly unlikely that we'll be able to have another child. I'm not sure if I feel sad about that or not.
I think i'd like to attempt to do a family tree, just to see if theres many Holden's on my granddads side of the family

Lately it seems like the entire world & it's dog are pregnant. Whether it's inspired by the birth of Prince William & Kate's (I dunno what her actual title is) baby or It's people getting out of paying bedroom tax  (cynical?... me?) Either way we're clearly in the middle of a full on baby boom
I'm thankful that it's happening now & not 6 months ago otherwise i'd quite possibly have gone nuts.  But it really bugs me, that when people see Libby's bump, they might be thinking we're just part of the trend, Sometimes I just want to scream out at people, even though they're probably not even thinking what I think they're thinking, but still, my mind works in strange ways

On a final note, Libby's Nannan fancies herself as a bit of a psychic, she thinks because of the shape of the bump that we're having a girl, but then again, because there hasn't been any morning sickness, it could be a boy, so I could be either.... yeah, i'd have never have guessed ;)

#30 Three cheers for writers block!

28th June 2013

Here it is, the result of years & years of heartbreak, agony & anger. Ladies & gentlemen, i'd like to introduce you all to Wiggle. This is the scan we had done at CARE on the 25th, still no accurate date yet, we won't have the dating scan until Tuesday 9th July. We're pretty sure it's the frozen embryo that we got the negative test result from, I don't see how it can be anything else, because we didn't do the ... you know... do that, for at least a month or so after, so that would make it younger than the 11 week estimate  that care gave us, & if it is the the frostie, that would make it older than the 11 week estimate, but that makes the most sense to us, but can't be 100% sure 'til the dating scan
All I do know is that it still all seems so surreal, I can't even begin to make sense of it all, & I don't think I want to, It's like the best dream ever & I don't want to wake up.

2nd July 2013

Its safe to say that this woman has the biggest, loudest voice on the face of the planet, but i suppose thats what you want from a midwife, All she'd need is a huge ginger beard & she'd be a double of Brian Blessed (Please don't ask who Brian Blessed is)
Nothing really much to report, just mainly filling forms & answering LOT'S of questions. Then this bombshell hit. "have you thought about testing for Downs syndrome?"
As many of the regular readers will know, I overanalyze EVERYTHING. Why are the asking me this question, do they know something? yep, I'm freaking out. & the first thing that springs to mind is 'Can we test to see if it's going to be ginger' I am so glad that thought didn't escape my lips, because I reckon it would have gone down like a fart in a spacesuit
I later found out that this is just a routine question, but it still hasn't made the decision process any easier.
If we don't have the test, i'll worry about what might happen, If we have the test & it's a high risk, We can be prepared, But can you ever be prepared for something like that, & even if we are at a high risk, It's still likely that all will be normal, so we would have been worrying for nothing. It's looking like whatever my decision, i'm going to worry. I've got a lot to think about. One thing I do know, If it is born with Downs syndrome, it'll still be loved & will still be wanted.

9th July 2013

After much thought, I think i've decided  to not have the tests for Down syndrome. Whatever the outcome, the result will not change anything. he/she will still be loved, no matter what.
Every time we have been to the Greenoaks center at Rotherham Hospital, (& we've been here a lot) We're normally sat waiting for a ridiculously long time past our appointment time, & it's always been torture, you see, they do ultrasound scans, midwifery & Infertility investigations, all in the same department, so if your going through the nightmare of infertility, you WILL be sat in the same waiting room as a lot of pregnant women.Today it's all different, we're not sat in misery, we're now the people we've spent years being bitter towards. It feels odd, but it feels good, I'm just glad the waiting room is empty so there's no one feeling like we did all those times. & because the waiting room is empty, we don't have to wait.
A large gentle looking man shouted us through for our ultrasound scan.Really wasn't expecting it to be a man, not that it makes any difference.
Wiggle wasn't wiggling as much as last time, which kinda upset Libby a little, but the sonographer (Can't remember his name)  was very reassuring, & that there was still a lot of movement. He asked the question about the Downs syndrome tests & we were quite adamant that we didn't want them. He actually seemed quite glad about that, because wiggle was laying in a funny position  (like father like...embryo) & made it quite hard to measure the back of the neck. There is another test, where they take fluid from the amniotic sack, but there is a risk of miscarriage with that, so that's right of the window.
Anyhoo.. the date he gives us backs up the rough date that we were given at care, Due date is January 11th 2014. Which means it can't be the frosty, however, I'm still convinced that this is wrong.

The midwife isn't a large gentle looking man, She's a very grumpy looking woman, & comes across as someone who is in it for the money, not 'cause she care, although i might be wrong, but that's how she comes across, Didn't really like her very much if i'm honest, she didn't seem very professional at all. & to make matters worse she asked about the Downs syndrome test & that we could still change our mind if we wanted. GREAT more indecision! Thank god our community midwife was much more friendly (even if she is a lot louder)


Looking at the scan pic, I'm convinced that we're having a T-Rex, we need more dinosaurs in the family

11th July 2013

I feel horrible right now, I keep getting mad at Libby for buying baby things, I want to wait 'til closer to the birth so I know everything is going to be ok & then it feels like we might not be wasting our money. I know that sounds horrible. But i'm just absolutely petrified to get too attached to something that could still go horribly wrong. I've been down this road too many times where the carrot has been dangled in front of me & then taken away & i don't want to be hurt again

Someone slap me please!!!

15th July 2013

I must say i'm feeling a little more relaxed about wiggle now. I've had a few days to breathe and to speak to people. I learnt a valuable lesson from a friend whose 3 year old daughter has been diagnosed with lymphatic leukemia this week, I need to enjoy this because the worry doesn't end with the birth, it's a lifelong thing & theres always going to be scary things around every corner

This weekend just gone, I've been 'forced' into shopping for baby things, & I actually think I enjoyed it, (Shhh don't tell anyone)  Especially when I found an absolutely awesome Spider-man costume baby grow in Mothercare... It had better be a boy now!
So now we have nursery furniture, a few sleepsuits, & few little bits & pieces, & we're currently on the hunt for a pram that isn't going to mean remortgaging the house

The only thing thats kinda bugging me now, is that its starting to look more & more likely that Wiggle was a natural conception. which we were lead to believe was impossible & I spent so much time getting angry with people who would say 'relax & it'll happen in time'. & now it has happened naturally, I feel like a bit of a fraud.
I don't think for one minute that de-stressing has played a part in this because we were as stressed as we have been for the last few years of trying to concieve, because we we're about to start out last attempt at IVF. As the nurse at Care said when found out, the IVF drugs mixed with hormones can sometimes kickstart the body into working

#29 An Unexpected Twist

24/06/2013

I started this post off almost a month ago with absolutely no idea what to write, all i know is that the last two whole months have been sheer bliss, Normal sleep patterns, relatively stress & anxiety free living & it's about to become crashing to an end, as we approach the date that the wife becoming a pincushion for the second & final (?) time.
We're due to start treatment on the 27th of this month, but this morning, Libby started bleeding heavy a few days ahead of when it should have started, This is hardly surprising, more of an annoyance, because it could potentially stall our treatment for another month or maybe longer.
We called the clinic as a precaution & to find out what happens next, The have given us an appointment for tomorrow for a scan & a blood test to eliminate the possibility of another cyst or an endo bleed... YAY!!! the stress has started before the first needle breaks the skin

25/06/2013

I'm now on the second day of my week off, also the 2nd day i've got out of bed at 6am when i don't have to go to work...THIS SUCKS!
At least today it is through choice, I don't have to go to Libby's scan, but I have nothing like work in my way to stop me & i like to hear what's happening from the horses mouth. So i'm sat outside the clinic at 7.40am, 20 minutes before any of the staff get here, I'm wearing shorts & t shirt & it's not all that warm...I could/should still be in bed.
On the plus side, because we're the first to be seen, there's not much chance of the appointment been delayed.
So faster than you can say funky gibbon, libby is stripped from the waist down with nothing but a towel to keep her modesty intact. To be honest I wasn't expecting any surprises, just the usual, 'you have an ovarian cyst, roughly the size & shape of texas'
After a long pause, We got some VERY unexpected news Something along the lines of  "there is something there, you appear to be pregnant...Very pregnant" Que long confused silent pause
Me & Libby just looked at each other, not sure whether to laugh or cry. I'm still gobsmacked hours later
Apparently it's roughly 11 weeks, but can't be sure till we see a midwife for a proper scan, but here's the weird thing, there's a chance that this could be the result of out last IVF attempt which we tested as negative, ...that test was 11 weeks ago, There is also a slight chance that this could be natural, The nurse said the ivf drugs & mixture of hormones can sometimes kickstart the lady bits into working, Either way i'm not bothered, i'm quite possibly the happiest man alive right now. & I hope to a god that never changes.
The scan clearly shows a heartbeat & it wouldn't stay still long enough to take a picture.
In the tradition of giving things names (Eggburt, Nemo) we calling it Wiggle, although I prefer Cleetus the Foetus

#28 Chapter 3, the beginning of the end (ooooh sounds a bit sinister)

25/04/2013

Hi, me again. Although a little less stressed...for now. Welcome to the last chapter in this fucked up rollercoaster of a journey.
This will be our third & final funded cycle of IVF, & as there is no way on gods green earth we could afford to pay to continue the journey, this is where it will come to a definite end, so it had better work, or else... Or else what I have no idea. Who am I even threatening? God? myself? Libby? Mrs Smith at No42? Answers on a postcard to the usual address

"I can see clearly, now the rain has gone"

Sorry to quote the old Jimmy Cliff song, but it's kinda relevant to how the last attempt ended. I know this might sound strange (it does to me) but I felt strangely relieved when the FET (frozen embryo transfer) failed, it was like I could breath for the first time in weeks, & thinking straight was pure bliss.Don't get me wrong, I was truly gutted, but my head was so messed up, that it had overshadowed everything else.
I wish the clinic offer more in the way of psychological support, because I need it from time to time...well more often than not, Yes i'm unstable. There I said it.

I had convinced myself that that was the end, I couldn't put myself through the mental torture again, & worst of all I couldn't bare to see Libby bring reduced to another physical & emotional wreck again. Maybe I was just fooling myself because I want to be a father so bad, I want to make my wife, my angel the best & proudest mother on the planet.
It's so hard to just walk away from something that you want (need) so bad, even though it might never happen. I went to bed on that thought & woke up the next day with a newfound determination to give this our last & best shot. After all it's better to try & fail than to not try at all. But this time failure is not an option, I'm in it to win it. Positivity town ... Here I come!

Soooooo! We were back at the clinic today, & it was nothing much to write home about, not an entire waste of time.We're looking at starting again at the beginning of June with everything the same as the original fresh cycle, lots of drugs, needles & the complete breakdown of my wife. But we're going with that approach, because the result from that time round were beyond our expectations, with the exception of the fact that the embryo had to be removed in surgery.
We got talking about the ectopic pregnancy that ended our first cycle & something was mentioned that had never been mentioned before, or at least not mentioned in my presence. That libby has Pelvic inflammatory disease & this could cause another ectopic, but it can be controlled with drugs
So I did some research (never a good thing) & to my dismay, I found out it's actually could be the route cause of all of this. Weirdly we've bloods & other bodily fluids taken over the years & there has never been any sign of an STI whatsoever this just confuses my totally.
But whether that is that case & whether or not it is my fault, what's done is done & I can't let it cloud my will to make this cycle work

#27 Another chapter closes

4th April 2013

There's nothing better than being kicked in the teeth before breakfast. And on today's breakfast menu... A BIG FAT NEGATIVE. Another chance at a being a proper family has been snatched away from us. I'm not entirely sure how I feel yet, lost I suppose.
To make matters worse, the first three stories on the morning news are all children or newborn related. If there is a god, I imagine he's pointing & laughing at us right now

Right I'm off to drink coffee & wallow in self pity

#26 Apologies without apologising

1st April 2013

Okay, at the end of my last post I said I wouldn't be posting anything for a while, but I simply cannot switch off from this journey, my mind has become IVF & everything that goes with it 24/7.
I  have a tendency to let my mind & my mouth runaway with themselves. But here's the problem, my mind is running wild & I'm jumping to a lot of conclusion which aren't always the right conclusions, & because I'm writing about a lot of things that tie in with the journey, these wrong conclusion are resulting in people (friends in particular) being offended or upset about what I'm saying. It seems I'm pushing people even further away.
But this is the weird thing, I'm not sorry. This how I feel.or what I felt at a specific time.
I wanted this blog to be a chronicle of every mindset I experience & the reactions that come with it, in a hope that I can try make sense of it all in an attempt to council myself through everything, I also hoped it might help someone else understand what comes with the whole process & the thoughts & feelings & conclusions that come with it (whether right or wrong)
Hopefully someone will see the errors of MY ways to recognize them & avoid them or make them better for themselves. I however haven't learnt anything & it's all become a bit of a mess, I have become consumed by it all & I'VE become a mess too.

Before, I used to bottle my feelings & emotions up and it would occasionally all bubble up to the surface & make a mess of things, but this time the same has happened, even though thought I've expressed how I feel.
This past Friday, I went out for what was intended to be a fun night out with my two sisters & a couple of mates. Well it started off as fun, but ended being alcohol fuelled  tear stained bout of anger & bitterness. I'm scared it's going to go wrong, I'm scared I'm losing my family & friends, I'm scared that if it fails it's going to end up ripping me & Libby apart. It's got to the point I'm scared to carry on. ...I'm broken
When we first started or journey, I wish the psychological side was explained as well as the physical side, maybe our choice to go ahead might have been different.  IVF & infertility is truly horrible, I wouldn't wish anything to do with infertility on my worst enemy
I wan't to switch off, I want to be happy again, even If just for 5 minutes, Is that too much to ask?

#24 Always look on the bright side of life.... You just have to find it first, & if you don't find it, Make your own

20th March 2013

I'm really struggling to find any positivity in our journey today, no matter how hard I try, I can't seem to shake my doubts & fears, & the whole farse at work over the last few days really hasn't helped in the slightest.
In the end, I thought it wise to speak to my area union rep, (even though i'm not actually in the union) just for a bit of advice on what I should do & maybe weigh up the consequences of my actions if I didn't show up for work. Surprisingly he was really understanding, having actually been through it himself.
I explained my plan to sit down with my manager & explain what it means to me to be there & try & not lose my cool again, But he had a better plan & wanted to speak to my manager himself. The next thing I know is, the sound of raised voices & slamming doors (oops) I do know what was said, but I don't think I can go into too much detail just incase there is any of the powers that be within Royal Mail reading this.
Anyhoo, It's now sorted & I've got the day off, I just hope to a god that we don't need many more appointments.
So that's that problem solved I really need to stop being a sour face

Normally under any kind of normal circumstance i'd avoid watching any TV programming about babies & birth such as 'One Born Every Minute' on Channel4, But tonight the BBC are running a night of baby programs. Like an idiot I thought it might do me good to watch it. I assumed the happiness of people might rub off on me & improve my outlook on the subject. Did it work? ...NO! & i'm not surprised really, I have no idea why i thought that it would do.
I think I managed around half an hour before I had to turn off. I found myself getting angry & frustrated at the couples who were successful. But what really hit me hard, there was a girl who had gone for a scan & found no heartbeat, it turns out the baby had died at 11 week & her body didn't know she had miscarried. that hit me like a ton of bricks & then all I could think about was (our previous losses) Eggbert & Nemo. Time for a shower me thinks
Quite possibly the longest, most therapeutic shower of my life. I found myself repeating to myself  "I'm washing away my negativity" ....Yes I think I've finally lost the plot


21st March 2013

It appears my crazy shower idea has worked, I feel a bit more human today. & life seems a little TOO normal, but I'm not complaining

#23 I think i'm broken

19th March 2013

Oh what a truly fucking horrible day! (sorry for the bad language)
After yesterdays good news at the clinic, it seems like everything is crashing down around me.
Yesterday, I threatened to quit my job, because i was refused time off, but then thought things should have been alright because the embryo transfer is going to take place next week instead, but it now turns out i'm probably not going to get that day off either. & from what i can gather, there is absolutely nothing I can do about it
"There is no automatic right to time off for fertility treatment but time off for medical appointments related to fertility should be treated in the same way as any other medical appointment under your employer’s policy"  Because it's not me personally having the procedure done, I seemingly don't have a leg to stand on.
this has been constantly rattling around my head all day to the point that i've not been able to think about anything other than this & it's driving me crazy, I've made so many mistakes & delivered tons of mail to wrong address's (& if anyone complains I will not be held responsible for my actions) Now I just feel absolutely drained & void of any kind of enthusiasm. I'm now seriously considering quiting my job, because I don't believe Royal Mail is a company I want to work for anymore

I decided to phone CARE, just to check whether or not I need to be there, & it turns out I don't because I've already signed all the necessary consent forms. You think that'd make things clearer & i'd be happy to go to work. No chance, I feel just as shitty! Because I'm a hardcore pessimist misery guts, all I can think of now is, if anything goes wrong & I'm not there, I will hold myself & probably even my manager responsible. I need to be there for my own sanity. It's all messing with my head & it's freaking me out BIG TIME! I'm starting to wish everything would just stop

#21 A bit of stuff & nonsense

25/02/2013

I'm finding it hard to keep up with writing this blog. Since the loss we suffered in November, I've tried my best to avoid thinking about IVF & everything associated with it, because the emotions attached a still so raw & I find avoiding issues is good for me, I know I shouldn't bottle things up but it's just how I work. As ive said many times 'I am just a typical everyday bloke' ...& this is how us men deal with stuff, right?
Recently it seems like i'm surrounded by it. Especially this week with the publication of the NICE (National Institute for Health and Clinical Excellence) Infertility guidlines & all thge forore surrounding them

Also daily TV show This Morning in the UK are running an Infertility awareness week. I must admit this is an excellent thing to happen, but it's also set the old grey matter back into action, & that's not such a good thing

Just looking through some of the comments on This Morning's Facebook page, & I'm faced with the reason why we need such a thing as National infertility awareness week. People need educating because they are clueless about infertility or for some reason are so against it,& it's really quite worrying. Lots of comments saying things like 'It's cos they're actively trying, if they just stopped trying, and only had sex when in the mood, they'd fall pregnant quite easily' 
I've had people people say this kind of thing to me no end of this, & yeah, I kinda get that that might be the case for some people, But a lot of infertility issues that most people have are due to actual medical reasons.
I really wish it was as simple as stopping trying, In fact i'd give my right nut to have it that easy (Although, giving up my testicles for the purpose of having kids is kinda counter productive) I'm sure every single couple going through IVF could list the reasons why that argument is so unbelievably flawed
With us, having sex is rarely an option because wifey finds it agonizing due to endometriosis, & even if that wasn't the case theres the small matter of the under performing overies, & a fallopian tube that is none existant, which before was blocked
The thing is pro-creating is a lot harder than just having sex, if it happens without trying, then the people people are lucky (or unlucky, depending on how you look at it)
There was one amazing reply to the post in question from a lady saying 'It's like saying if someone was disabled if they just relaxed and didn't try they could walk again' that brought a little smile to my face

There's also lots of people saying things like 'I do think its sad some people can't have children, but surely the more people conceive through treatments ect, means less homeless children being adopted and given the chance of a loving home?  or  'IVF is wrong, Infertility is gods way of controlling the population, the world is overcrowded as it is'
But adoption isn't always a good solution, it can be sometimes a lengthy & stressful process, & in some cases quite expensive. The adopted kids can also come with a lot of issues which can be quite damaging to family life, believe me I've seen it.
Besides is it not enough that we are registered foster carers?
The funny thing is, all the negative comments come from people who, based on their personal Facebook profiles clearly already have children of their own & therefore have little or no actual experience of infertility, or ectopic/miscarriage
I really don't know why there is so much negativity & vitriol towards Infertility treatments, Would anyone care to try & explain it to me?

I've also come across a few cases of people who have been through IVF or an actual end product of it, That are ashamed of it. This really confuses me.
Its not the easiest thing to go through & it takes a lot of physical & emotional strength, I'm proud of the fact of what we've achieved in the last year the high's & even the lows that we've overcome, to the point that I want to sing it from the rooftops, & lot of this blog is me doing just that.



With our FET (frozen embryo transfer) fast approaching (about 3 weeks time) It's had me looking forward to the future & what it has instore for us. It got me thinking about if we can actually afford to raise a child in this day & age, where money is not all that easy to come by. So I've decided to take a step closer to becoming a 'responsible' adult. I've decided to give over with achieving nothing & earning very little in dead end jobs, So I've took my first step on the career ladder, I've applied for a deputy manager position with Royal Mail. I still won't be rolling in money, but it's certainly a step in the right direction



The downside to the closeness of our next chapter, is that i've had to do one thing i absolutely hate doing & that's pulling out of a show with my band on March 16th. but as much as I hate doing it, My lady deserves my undiveded attention. And i'll happily be a little slave boy for her. I'm determined to make this time around as stress free as humanly possible.



I'm not sure if I've brought up the subject of our (non-deliberate) bitterness towards friends, Family & even complete strangers who are successful at making babies. We don't try to push these people away or distance ourselves from them, but we have been doing just that, maybe subconsciously, I don't really know. But the reason we have been doing it is because it hurts so much to see people happy with their buns in the oven or little bundles of joy. It seems like we're being punished & it's horrible.
Last night I got one of the most heart warming messages from a good friend, saying that him & his partner are expecting their 1st child together (Both have kids from past relationships) He didn't want to start broadcasting it until he'd made sure we were comfortable with it, because he didn't want to rub salt into to our open wounds.
The fact that he'd thought that he had to do this (which he didn't) is the single nicest gesture I've received in a long long time, & for once we wish them all the luck in the world, & my god do they deserve it


In hindsight, Maybe this blog wasn't one of my better idea's, or perhaps I should have kept it anonymous. With the ever fast coming FET, it means that i'm going to have to either tell people far too early that it's worked, or be the barer of bad news to people who don't really know me. If it was anonymous at least it would be a bit more impersonal & easier to deal with.
But I have started, so I guess it's going to have to finish the story. I'm just not sure how to go about writing about the coming events, I don't want to tempt fate & I cerainly can't bare going through the same thing as last time & then have to feel like I have to write about it. I might not write anything for a few months just to get the 1st 3 month out of the way, then it should be plain sailing by that point. I really don't know what to do

#20 Here we go again

07/01/2013

It's hard to believe its been nearly two months since I last posted anything, where has time gone?
First of all, happy new year to all of you. I hope Santa has treated you well?
I don't know if its the cantankerous old man within me, but I've never really been a fan of christmas. I find, that as a celebration it's kinda lost its way, but I shan't go into that (unless you want me to)
This year (I suppose that should be last year, what with it bring January) I've decided to try make the most of it & try to be a little less anti-Christmas, or antisocial as Libby will no doubt probably tell you.
But I'll tell you what, it bloody worked. Who'd have thought that spending quality time with loved ones & friends can serve well as a distraction from miniature disasters & major catastrophe's.

For any readers that haven't being reading this blog from day one (where have you been?) me & my wife of 5 years & partner for 17 years have recently undergone our first cycle of IVF, because my wife's internal lady parts are a bit crap, This cycle had some very positive results but unfortunately ended with an ectopic pregnancy back in November

09/01/2012

We were back at Rotherham general hospital yesterday for a follow up on the surgery that Libby had to undergo as part of removing the fallopian tube that 'Nemo' the embryo had decided to call home . We had hoped that it would be the end to the first chapter, so we could get on with the next, but annoyingly that wasn't the case at all.
We had always been led to believe that Libby had one fallopian tube that was blocked & serving no purpose, This tube could have been removed during the various medical procedures to find out what the problem is/was. This tube wasn't remove because it wasn't causing any harm.
So when we found out about the ectopic pregnancy, we assumed it was in the good tube & that was the one that was removed in the operation to remove the foetus  & we have never been told anything that would make us think otherwise. Especially when you have medical professionals telling you that the procedure was a success despite the complications, the fetus & tube we're removed & it's now one less thing to go wrong in future attempts at procreating, however it can now never happen naturally. again making us think it was the good tube removed & the blocked one causing no harm.
So why during this appointment with the consultant, are we told that the ectopic was in the blocked tube & why is the good tube still in there? So when we're told it can't happen again, we find that to be nothing short of a lie or ridiculously misleading information. It can happen again.
This fills me with so much dread, I was only just getting used to the idea of starting the Ivf again & now i feel like ive been kicked in the bollocks. Not good

17/01/2013
Luckily we managed to get an appointment at CARE at short notice thanks to a cancellation. Talk about history repeating its self, almost every appointment, either me or Libby have been late or cut it fine, It's usually me though (always) this time both of us are late thanks to the snow, well, its due to other drivers not having a clue how to drive in the snow ...says me the non driver hehehe
It's horrible been late for appointments especially when you get the feeling all the staff are looking at you disapprovingly  I thought I was being paranoid, but Libby felt the same too.
I was expecting a telling off from the nurse we had the appointment with, It's not one of the usual staff from our previous appointments, so wasn't sure what to expect, Luckily she was lovely, (But most of 'em have been)
She had clearly been swotting up on our files, She knew all of Libby's 'complex' medical history leading upto where we are know, the miscarriage, the ectopic, endometriosis & everything inbetween. The solution to all these problems was simple... ''We have got to get you pregnant'' ...well that's easy for you to say, I didn't actually say that, but I wanted to. You see my confidence isn't all that high at the minute, considering the information that we got from Rotherham Hospital. I'm pessimistic at best. thankfully the nurse who I cannot remember the name of, did a pretty good job of reassuring me. Yes the worst can happen again. but the chances are slim. As they say 'lightning never strikes the same place twice'
So anyway, we're giving one of our frozen embryo's a shot. which is good because Libby doesn't have to go through all the injections again. just some pills, (Climoval, to stop the ovaries form working ...I think) plus the Utogestan pessaries that she had to take vaginally during the end stages of the previous attempt (To thicken the womb lining so the embryo can implant itself into it)
The only downside now is waiting to start, the clinic prefer to wait for three menstrual cycles to pass after a failed attempt, so the body can get back to normal (or as normal as can be). So we're looking at mid march time .... this is going to be a long wait

25/01/2013

Ive done a fair bit of research on FET (frozen embryo transfer) & all the info i've found is really positive.
for instance frozen embryo's normally lead to health babies & the success rate is higher

The Independent
Huffington Post
NHS
www.fertilitystories.com/frozenembryo

#19 Ends & beginnings

I've started & deleted this post about 5 times now. I keep writing words but none of it seems to make sense or it just hurts to much to think about. I've also had to edit the finished product quite heavily because of personal nature, it got a bit too personal & a lot of it is still quite raw

15/11/2012
Started again

It feels so much better being back at home, I think I might have completely lost the plot if we'd have spent any more time in that hospital, It's just got too many bad memories attached to it & it's far from aestetically pleasing to look at
Apparently there was some complications in surgery, I'm glad I didn't know this at the time or the seemingly eternal wait for Libby to come back from theatre would have been a hell of a lot more agonising than it already was. The offending fallopian tube had become bound to part of the bowel, so it had to be separated gently for it was completely removed.
The wait was strange, I had to go to the Accident & Emergency dept to get my elbow checked & ended up in tears in front of the doctor, Luckily she was really understanding & was really comforting, having just started her forth IVF cycle, she knew pretty much what I was feeling (Or so she said, maybe she just said that to help calm me down) I spent some of it once again in the chapel, but left before the chaplain offered his unwanted godly views (No offense to any religious readers out there) The rest of the time I just sat in the window of cubicle staring out over a courtyard, where people go out to smoke, including expectant mothers, & that there is the ultimate kick in the teeth. Why should these people be allowed to have kids when people like us try our hardest & seemingly never get anywhere. More annoyingly, the hospital don't seem to do anything about it, even though they claim to have a no smoking anywhere on hospital grounds policy.

16/11/2012

This is horrible, I didn't think it was possible to feel so sad & drained of life. I keep trying to put a brave face on things, mainly for the sake of the people I deliver to, but then I feel guilty for smiling. WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME??? Normally self pitying people wind me up, but here I am contradicting myself.
I'm so glad I have band practice tonight, just for a few hours distraction & take my frustrations out on my drums, Probably not a wise decision with my elbow in the condition it's in, but needs must when the devil drives

18/11/2012

Why do people feel the need, to tell you how you should feel? when they don't really know anything about me, I'm sick & tired of people telling me I need to stay strong & supportive for Libby. I may be a typical bloke to a degree, but I'm not afraid to admit to having emotions & feelings. I can't pretend not to be absolutely devastated by the event of this last week, the last thing I need is being made to feel even worse than I already do, because I can't by the rock I should be for my wife. We're there for each other & that's what counts.


22/11/2012

Today is the first day i've felt anything like human again. I've not cried for a few days, I just wish I could say the same for Libby, she hasn't got the same distractions from reality as me, When I get in from work or band practice, I can see straight away she's struggling & it hurts to see it. I think she'll actually be glad to get back to work.

26/11/2012
One last addition before I finally get round to posting this.
It seems the dust has settled & the normality we've been craving is finally starting to show it's face, I know we still have a long way to go, there's still going to be emotional days, but they seem to be interspersed with good days, We've managed to get out & about to see friends & family for food & drink, & that in itself has been really healing.
As horrible this experience as been, I'm so thankful for the few positives to come out of it.
I've come to realise that the 6 week scan that took our dream away, saved my wife's life, If this had been a regular pregnancy where upon the scan wouldn't have been done until 12 week'. The embryo growing in the tube could have taken her life. She wasn't feeling the pains from ectopic pregnant because she's used to the cramps & sharp pains in her lady bits, because she's had endometriosis for so long, the pain was 'normal' to her. Also, now that the tube has been removed there is no chance of another etcopic pregnancy  because the other tube is blocked & that's one less thing to go wrong.

Libby is back at Rotherham General Hospital for yet another blood test, because the beta HCG (pregnancy hormone) levels hadn't dropped quite enough, so hopefully the test tomorrow will be good news.

Both of us will hopefully making a trip back to the hospital to make an entry (our second) in the memory book. This is a book where all the would-have-been parents get to leave a little message or poem for their lost little angels. I dreading this to be honest, it was quite painful last time, but i'm so glad to have do it

We're still none the wiser as to what happens next, whether we will start a second live cycle or if the clinic will try to use our frozen embryo's. & we have no idea when we will be able to start again. If anyone can fill in the blanks, it'd be much appreciated

#18 .My heart is broke, But I have some glue

04/11/2012

Whilst going through the various webpages where I normally share this blog, I came across something so hateful & bitter, it angered & upset me a lot. I am usually not all that easily offended, but this really hit me. www.facebook.com/story.php?korawalker>ivf

"I find it highly offensive this shit (IVF) is allowed, and encouraged, to proceed when so many kids already exist who need homes, food, and medical care JUST so some mother fucker who is SO SELFISH he wants,and can PAY for, a worthless, "mini me". HOW SELF ABSORBED could a person be to believe HIS DNA is so stellar and superior the world can't do without his offspring?"

Then goes on to say
"I would never force this world on another human and those smart and selfless enough wouldn't either and adopt if they want parenthood so badly. It does effect my life, you people are ruining this planet and it's heart wrenching. Ivf is expensive and it's just a smack in the face to all the other millions of homeless children.You people are ignorant. Infertility is a blessing. Adopt, you selfish moos"

I don't know if this person is trolling & just out to upset people that are already in a delicate frame of mind. or if he/she actually believes the bile they're spewing. I'd really like to meet this person, just to see what makes them tick &/or give them a slap

08/11/2012

I'm currently sat in Rotherham's accident & emergency dept awaiting an Xray to see if I've dislocated my elbow after a fall at work. I'm so clumsy it's unbelievable!
I'm taking this as a good omen. the last time Libby was expecting, we had to come here because little eggburt had to leave us. So now Libby is pregnant again, It's my turn to be here, So Nemo will do just fine. Good logic eh?

09/11/2012

This day has taken so long to come. We have our six week scan & hopefully i'll get to see someone special

10/11/2012

Yesterday didn't quite go to plan. the scan didn't show anything in the womb, but high levels of the pregnancy hormones in the blood. So it's definitely there somewhere, just no idea where. The clinic thought it wise that
Libby should be admitted to hospital straight away, because of the high possibility of an ectopic pregnancy. They want to keep her under observation because of the complications associated with it. If the foetus is in the fallopian tubes. it will have to be terminated. There is a chance things will be ok, but it is very slim.
I don't know what to feel, it swings between anger & misery constantly, I want to cry, but can't

11/11/2012

I'm so frustrated right now, I don't have a clue what is happening, Libby is an emotional wreck, & all the doctors seem to be doing is assume. Another blood test has shown that he the hormone level has doubled again.
The doctor has suggested that the reason for the no show on the scan could be that it's twins & may have been too small to see on the scan, but it's more than most likely ectopic. so a scan has been book for the morning & hopefully if it is twins they should be more visible because of the hormone level being so high. & if it proves to be ectopic, it's looking like a trip into surgery to remove the foetus & he offending tube. On the plus side, if they remove the tube, it's one less thing to go wrong
I know this is a horrible things to say, but I think a miscarriage would have been easier to deal with, purely because is a definite end instead of being (unavoidably) dragged out

12/11/2012

Today we've had to say goodbye to someone so special, so wanted & so much needed. But they'll never get know any of this. We'll never get to meet our little Nemo, Hopefully one day we'll meet, along with Eggburt & we'll have our day in the sun.
Libby was taken into surgery this morning to remove the foetus. Its hit me so fucking hard i can't even begin to make sense of it all. I even wen't to the hospital chapel,  I have no idea what I was expecting, inner peace the voice of god? all I got was angry & more upset. If there there is a god, I want to know why, why now, why us AGAIN???

I very nearly scrapped this whole blog today, I hoped something like this could never happen, but I suppose it's all part of the journey, no matter how much it hurts, & if it helps someone in the long run, then I suppose Ive achieved something

Please don't be offended by this, but I'm not after sympathy of anything like that, I don't handle messages of sorry & stay strong  or positive or whatever too well, I just need to time to get my head round things & hopefully dust myself off & carry on with life

#17 Needing a hug & a shoulder to cry on

03/11/2012

Since we've had the positive pregnancy test on Monday, I think i've become even more worried, than I have at any point up to this. Every little pain & ache Libby has, I automatically assume the worst is happening. I'm trying to remain as positive as I can about it all, But something keeps eating away at me. I'm absolutely scared to death of history repeating itself.
It's been just over two years since we lost 'Eggburt' (that's the pet name we gave to our unborn child) & it still feels pretty raw to this day. I dread to think what another miscarriage would do to us.Hopefully we'll never get to find out. no one should ever have to endure it. It was hard on me, I don't think i've ever cried so much in my life. The worst thing about it for me was seeing it almost physically & mentally destroy Libby and not be able to do anything about it. I really wouldn't wish on my worst enemy.
I rarely remember my dreams, but I'm fairly sure I know what I'm dreaming about, I seem to be grinding my teeth more & more, to the point of agony. This next clinic appointment & scan cannot come quick enough to put our minds at rest.

My Mum passed away 18 years ago. & right now I never missed her more. I really need that one person you can always rely on to say the right thing to put your mind at ease or just to listen to what you have to say & not pass judgement or anything like that. It doesn't help that I don't have a grave or anything to go & visit to vent my spleen. Instead she's still 'sat' in an urn in my dads flat gathering dust. I just wish we could spread them somewhere special, somewhere where we could visit when we need to be close to our mother. but i have a feeling that'll not happen anytime soon
Sorry to go on & on about death & misery, It's just how i'm feeling. Positive by day, bitterly negative by night

#16 The never ending emotional rollercoaster, This time i'm not complaining

28/10/2012

Coming to terms with our first cycle not working was actually a lot easier than I thought it would be, the fact that we are still so far from the end of this journey has had quite a comforting effect on us both.

This morning we had to do a pregnancy test as directed by the clinic to confirm or deny what we thought was happening. There is almost an element of relief, knowing that there would then be a 'full stop' on this chapter of the story.
So here we go, One line for negative, two for positive. Well there's definitely one line, & after a minute or two, a second line appears, but only very faint. ...so what does that mean? Is it positive, was it positive before but now isn't?
Great! Now I'm just confused, so just bought another supposedly better rest to do in the morning to clear any confusion. Well it had better be a 'better' test, it cost me bloody £8

29/10/2012

6.30am on a Monday, the first day of my week off from work & I'm wide awake (dressed as spiderman... Don't ask) I didn't really sleep much last night, & what little sleep i did get, i think i spent that grinding my teeth because my mouth & teeth are so sore. it's hardly surprising considering the level of mixed emotion we're both experiencing.
Time to get down to business, & it's quite possibly the most nervous yet excited i've ever been.

....And the result is:
...Time to shit my pant in excitement & fear .

How & why we've actually gotten to this stage is beyond me. Less than a week ago we'd near enough given up & now we're 9 months away from potentially being parents.
Really need to call the clinic & find out what happens now.
The wait for the pregnancy hotline to open is far too long, but not stressful, for once i'm on cloud nine.


We're booked in for a scan on November the 9th, (Just over a weeks time) just to make sure the embryo/embryo's haven't settled in the fallopian tubes, because we're at a high risk of it being ectopic.& that could be disastrous.  We also will be having more regular scans than usual because of the miscarriage for suffered a couple of years ago.
But i'm trying not to think of the possible negative's. This is our time to shine, I can feel it

#15 Emotional rollercoaster? That's an understatement

17/10/2012
Having no actual means to update this blog other than a mobile phone is proving to be a nightmare (Note to self: win lottery & buy a new laptop or if that fails, get the other one repaired)

Things are going well so far, one of the embryo's that wasn't implanted has been frozen for future use. & having recently read a pretty interesting article on the BBC website about frozen Embies, appently te freezing & unfreezing process is good for the health of the baby & mother, so surely this is a good thing, http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/health-19468026
I wasn't initially overwhelmed by the fact that only one was frozen, considering that we had so many fertilized eggs, but we've been informed that this is quite normal, as they only usually freeze one or two,

19/10/2012
Well wasn't expecting that, The clinic have just phoned to let us know that they've frozen another two embies  , That 3 in the bank, Hopefully we'll never need them.
All the hallmarks of being pregnant are starting to show, Stomach cramps, sore & swollen boob's & being off certain foods. I know it's still to early to say, but surely that's a good sign. Even the dog is acting very strange. our Labrador Jess has suddenly switched from Daddys little girl to a mummys girl. She's keep cuddling up to libby & sniffing & occasionally licking her belly (that's just gross. I know). it's almost as if she knows that there is something in there. Spooky huh?

21/10.2012
So much for taking it easy & avoiding stress. Being foster parents we have the joys of unpredictable behaviour, the girl that we currently care for has been relatively well behaved & settled for a few months now, but things couldn't have changed at such a worse time. her attitude towards us has suddenly changed like the flip of a switch, Constant picking at us as though she's going out of her way to cause arguments.
To make things worse I've just snapped back at her, making the situation a hell of alot worse! Time for a meeting with social services I think. We need a little help

23/10/2012
I don't know if it's just coincidence, or a direct result of the last few days of stress, but Libby has started bleeding today & it's progressively got heavier & more painful as the day has gone on. It's safe to say all my new found optimism has gone out of the window. I'm so scared that this attempt has come to an end

24/10/2012
I had previously come to the conclusion that it really wasn't an issue if it didn't work, because everything up to now had had such brilliant results including 3 frozen embryos. But the realisation that this might have failed has hit me a lot harder than i thought it would. The clinic have said to stay positive, but that's easier said than done
I just feel numb & a little lost

Please note, I'm not fishing for sympathy here.

#12 How do you like your eggs in the morning?

08/10/2012
It really is starting to bother me that i'm not going to be there for Libby's scan again. I feel as though i'm missing important things, especially now things are coming to a head in our first cycle. Even if nothing interesting happened, I'd just like to be there to hold my wife's hand.

So it turns out I have kinda missed out. The scan shows that Libby has 15 ovarian follicles (the cells where the eggs develop) 2 ready, 2 almost ready & the rest just need a little bit more time. Something I did find odd is that the drugs have also stimulated the 'useless' ovary, although I have no idea if they're of any use, We shall see.
Because the follicles are almost ready, Libby can reduce the intake of drugs to avoid overstimulation, but i'm guessing that might mean that I have a little bit of my wifey back
Another scan has been booked for Wednesday, which is our 5th wedding anniversary, so I reckon that's a good omen


10.10.2012

Okay, so that's just odd. In my absence for yet another appointment, Libby got talking to another girl in the waiting room. Out of the blue, she asked if I was called Paul. It turns out she had been reading this blog. Heh small world eh?
I was right in thinking that because today is our wedding anniversary that it was a sign of something good! Because it is indeed good. Todays scan shown that there is 10 good sized follicles, which I understand is a pretty normal number to have. So as you can imagine, it's smiles all round.

When I started writing this blog, I thought that it would take for ages to get to the stage we're now at, but it only feels like yesterday that all this started to take over our lives. This Friday, we're both due at the clinic for Libby's egg collection. Now that we can see something resembling a light at the end of the tunnel, things are starting to feel a lot more real ...like really real ...shit yer pants scary real. Being the kind of person I am, my mind has gone into overdrive with thoughts of 'what if'
The procedure, sounds fairly straightforward, but quite painful at the same time, its an a vaginal ultrasound probe  to see the follicles in the ovaries. A fine needle will then be used to collect the eggs from the follicles. The doctor or nurse will push the needle through the top of the vaginal wall and into each ovarian follicle in turn. to flush out the eggs. What scares me about this is that it's done only with local anesthetic & oxygenWhile this is happening I get shown to the little room to make a semen sample ...Again! for those of you who have been reading this blog from the start, you'll know the score here. And for those who haven't have a look here http://paul-semii-holden.blogspot.co.uk/2012/08/here-we-go.html
In preparation, Libby has to inject two lots of Ovitrelle tonight, one in each leg. But as a bonus, she doesn't have anymore injecting herself after this (unless we have to go through another cycle) It's not the last of the drugs however. There's some tablets to take & a suppository. She looks so relieved at that, apparently putting drugs up your bum is a welcome break from sticking them in your legs with sharp things.
To put a slight dampener on things, Libby has started bleeding slightly, only spots, but it's enough to raise concerns. But just called the clinics emergency number, & the nurse we spoke to didn't seem to think it was an issue. but you can't help but assume the worse

Something that I did find slightly weird is, we've been asked to bring a CD with us to the appointment. I'm assuming it's for relaxation purposes, But is it played while the procedure or is played via personal headphones. What kind of music get you prepared for having probes & sharp things stuck up where you don't really want them putting? And what if you opt for something with a fast tempo or obscenely noisy, imagine that being played in the middle of a delicate procedure. surely thats going to be a distraction for the Doctor & nurses


Months ago, Libby bought us tickets to see one of my favourite bands in Leeds for our anniversary. But when she bought them, she hadn't taken in to consideration that it might clash with our treatment. Well it has, on a major scale. the show is on Friday night. My wife, being the angel she is, still wants me to go without her, & I still really want to go. But at the sametime, I don't want to leave her after what she will have been through during the day. I'm still going to make plans to go because i'm selfish. If everything is alright & I didn't go, I'd be mortified. but I can always cancel the plans on the chance that things aren't right

As I've mentioned before that one of the staff at the clinic is been very 'off' with us, for what i presumed was because it's a private clinic & were not paying, therefore we're inferior, or something to that effect
Well, she appears to have a change of heart, She's been nothing short of brilliant with us recently, even with us phoning her at 21.40 to ask about the bleeding. Miracles do happen ;)

#11 Selfish thoughts

03/10/2012
I don't want to sound self pitying or anything to that effect, but it's such a frustrating set of circumstances we're in. I know things are progressing & we're getting closer to the end of our first cycle (hopefully the only cycle) but it absolutely destroys me seeing Libby struggling with the injections & the side effects that come with them. She started off so well with it, & Considering she's never given herself an injection before, she was quite confident with it & seemed to take it all in her stride, but lately She seems to be getting herself worked up & nervous, making the whole thing into a drama. No matter how much I try to reassure her, it just seems to fall on deaf ears. Then once the drugs kick in, it seems to just knock her out. I know she feels worse than she's letting on because she's stopped baking & decorating cakes, that is one of the things she loves to do most.
I know where trying to do a good thing, & making a life that is our own is what we want so badly, But sometimes I just seem to want the woman I love back, Then I just feel terrible for having these selfish thoughts

04/10/2012
There's been a few times over the course of this process that I've thought the staff at the clinic seem to be looking down their noses at us, one person in particular that seems to think she's the lord god almighty. Everytime we've spoke to her with any concerns she's come across that she doesn't really want to be talking to us.
Today Libby has completely run out of one of the drugs she needs When she phoned up to speak to the nurse, who intern had to speak to the person I'm refering to & Lib' could tell by the tone of her voice in the background how she feels about us. I can't help but feeling it's because we're having funding for the treatment, this woman believes we shouldn't be in her clinic,  we aren't able to pay for this therefore we are inferior. These kind of people make my blood boil!!! Hopefully, I've got the wrong end of the stick here, but I doubt it

05/10/2012
Once again Libby has an appointment at the clinic that i'm not there for. Yet another internal scan.
Thankfully the results are quite positive. The drugs seem to be doing there job.
Libby has 15 follicles in her good ovary, but they're not quite ready for the next drug (Another dose of Ovitrelle) So another scan is booked for Monday (Which, again i can't be there for) We're getting closer to finding out when egg collection will be. Exciting times

#10 Drugs, Drugs & More Drugs

01/10/2012
I haven’t posted anything in what seems like an eternity, but not a lot has been happening, just some (Prescription) drug taking, blood tests & transvaginal scans. Mostly stuff that I haven’t been present for. So this post is basically just a short and sweet update.

As I’ve mention in the previous post that Libby had developed (yet another) ovarian cyst, possibly a side effect of the Suprecur injections. It was suggested that she should inject Ovitrelle to either shrink or break up the cyst. Well it seems to have worked the cyst is still there but it's shrunk enough to no longer be of any concern. & as an added bonus, her oestrogen levels have dropped enough to move onto the next step, even more subcutaneous injections! Next up Menopur to stimulate the growth & development of follicles within the ovary.

This is fun stuff because you get to play chemist. There’s one vial of solution & 4 containing a tablet which is dissolved in the solution. It’s all fun & games…honest 

The side effects of the menopur haven’t been anything too dissimilar to the other injections, Tiredness, nausea, dizziness, a whole lot of water retention, but now with added short term dead leg, like proper dead. I’ve deliberately avoided reading up on the side effects, because I’ve previously got freaked out over nothing, as it’s been nowhere near as bad as I was expecting

The highlight of the scan on Friday (which, annoyingly I couldn’t be there for AGAIN) Other than the shrinking cyst, was that Libby has a odd shaped uterus, now what constitutes as ‘odd shaped’? a rhombus or even a dodecahedron perhaps? Answers on a postcard to the usual address.
From what I can gather, it can’t be too much of an issue, other wise the would have said… right?

But what I don’t get is, Libby has had soooooo many scans (Internal & external) & clinical procedures. So why has this never been mentioned before? Unless it can change at random intervals. I just don’t have a clue, But I’m gonna avoid researching it, or will I? 

#9 Stress

16/09/2012

It's really easy to see why fertility issues causes the meltdown of some relationships, even well before they've got to IVF stage. I've seen it happen quite a few times, & the sad thing is, one of the couple's I'm refering to both now have kids with different partners. When I heard that they had split up, I was quite critical (as usual) sayin that the had no commitment to each other or that they didn't love each other. when in fact it's the stress of it that ripped them apart
I consider my marriage to be as strong as as it can be, especially in the last year or two, things have been better that I could have ever imagined. Not that things were bad before, it's just that occasionally we were prone to taking each other for granted, & I'm not always the easiest of people to live with. But recently there has what seems to be a slight wedge between us, not in any serious kind of way, mainly because Libby is struggling with the side effects of the medication & stresses that come with it, coupled with my general inability to do anything about it. Admittedly I can make cups of tea & constantly say "don't worry, it'll be all right" & to a degree that's OK, but to me OK isn't enough. I want to be able to say it's going to be fine & be 100% sure that what i'm saying is what I mean. & that in turn stresses me out & adds to that wedge between us.

18/09/2012

I don't have much luck when it comes to public transport, Well it strikes again. Thanks to both bus & train, I made it into Sheffield twenty minutes late, giving me 10 minutes to get from one side of the city to the other. Thankfully Libby had borrowed the company car from work & was able to pick me up from the station, It just meant I had to get in it without her pulling up in a no stopping zone. I should work for Mi5 with the daredevil stunt I pulled off. Jumping in a moving car? ...EASY! (admittedly it was moving quite slow, thanks to the traffic lights) We made it to the clinic with only seconds to spare.
Annoyingly it proved to be a pointless journey. Well it always was going to be for me, because I'm surplus to requirements at the moment anyway, but I'm determined to be there as often as humanly possible. The scan that should have been taking place, now wasn't taking place, because a blood test will surfice, Ive travelled over an hour by bus, train & car, to witness something I hate & wasted a holiday day at work...AWESOME!
Taking blood from Libby is like taking blood from a stone, Both are heartless & cold! (Did i say that out aloud?) some nurses can do it with the greatest of ease, but most struggle. it's been known for blood to be extracted from her feet because her veins in her arms & hands are so hard to draw from, Today's nurse is of the struggling king & inflicted quite a bit of pain to take some red stuff. So anyway you'll find me in the waiting room, it's like watching a horror film

19/09/2012

Today is blood test results day AND... It's not good. It turns out the suprecur injections haven't been doing the job of dampening down Libby's hormones, Instead her oestrogen levels are higher than normal. So now she's got to go back tomorrow for the scan she should have had yesterday. Apparently this is quite common, but surely if it's common we should have been told about it before now. I would have preferred to have had this information instead of the biology lessons that were inflicted on us.

20/09/2012

So Libby has had to go the her scan on her own, because I couldn't get the day off work at such short notice
delays, which makes me quite irritable, Because I wanted to be there for my Wife, like a husband should.
It turns out Libby has another ovarian cyst, which is probably causing the hormone level to still be quite high.
Libby has a thing about ovarian cysts, most meds she takes seems to trigger them. So it almost seems quite normal to us. but annoyingly it might drag our treatment out a bit longer

21/09/2012

Libby's had a call from the clinic today regarding the results of the scan. She's been advised to skip the next set of drugs (Menopur) & go straight to the last one (Ovitrelle) because it should shrink  the cyst, & then she can carry on as normal maybe only delaying things by about two weeks ... Fingers crossed

The Ovitrelle needle is quite odd looking, it looks a little like one of those pens with interchangable inks, it's quite a large syringe, but with a smallish needle & a button instead of a plunger.

Like an idiot, I've read up on the side effects again & got myself worked up. So hopefully it's 'worse case scenario' stuff like it was with the Suprecur

<sometime later>
So far we've had nausia, dizziness, aches & pains, tears, hugs, tea & sympathy & for now I now have a comatose wife. She's watching Hollyoaks on TV, but with her eyes closed, (which I find the best way to watch soap opera's & without sound too) but she's not asleep... Honest
I've also plucked up the courage to voice my concerns about the aforementioned 'wedge' between us, but also reassured ourselves that we'll get through it because we know it's there, We know why it's there & we know it'll go away once things calm down
& if it gets too much, we can stop the treatment, because our relationship will always come first. As much as this is important to us, it isn't the be all & end all

follow me on twitter here