Hmm, how can you sum up 2.5 years of hell? While I did have success with my DS, that doesn't change the emotional, physical and financial toll that infertility has taken...and will take again.
I hadn't quite figured out how to do this first post, but I think it will just be a vent of the things I hate about IF. For the fertiles who might be reading this, IF stands for infertilty. I've added a little dictionary of terms on the side in case anyone gets lost in the lingo.
Things I hate about IF:
* Getting my blood drawn every other day by an incompentent med. tech.
* Not being able to plan vacations in advance because you never know if you'll have a doc appt that day, be on bedrest, or in surgery
* Progesterone injections that cause big ol' knots in the booty - oh, and that my DH looks at my butt like a meat map from a steak restaurant finding the best place for an injection
* Swollen ovaries that make you bend over and walk funny
* Lying to friends about why you can't drink, or worse telling them why and then having them ask if it worked this time
* People who think they know what they are talking about and say that since I had one LO, my IF must be cured. Ignorant.
* Baby showers
* Insurance companies - don't even get me started, just thinking about Caremark can honestly make me cry. How complicated is it to fill my order correctly? As if I don't have enough to stress about - oh wait, I'm supposed to reduce my stress to get pregnant, yeah right
* Stim fat. That's where all the hormones being injected cause your body to get fat, mainly around the belly. Because there's nothing worse than shelling out thousands of dollars for just a mere chance at getting pregnant, getting a negative test, and then not being able to button your jeans. To quote another friends blog: "Insult, mean injury"
* The cost of it all. A friend complained about a $200 hospital copay for her kid. Really? Each injection into my tummy is $300 and I do that 4 times a day. Don't talk to me about money.
* Cysts are my enemy. For some reason my body hates all the hormones and I get a huge ol' cyst causing me to sit out every other cycle.
* Working while dealing with IF. It's this secret you keep and it's hard to explain why you show up late every other day, take 3 days off but can't predict when those 3 days will be, or start crying at your desk.
* Phone calls from the REs office. Could I be any more anxious every time the cell phone rings knowing it's my life and happiness they hold in my hands?
There are so many more things I hate about IF, but I would never leave my computer if I tried to list them all out.