He is Tired Too.

Hubby went on the attack with our RE* yesterday.

We had a really long meeting with him about

• what happened
• what could have been the cause for such a poor response (I know this one - I'm broken) to the meds
• what will be different next time
• what protocols we have to choose from
• why did he choose the one we are doing next (Microdose Lupron Flare Protocol) vs the Antagonist protocol

Hubby told him he's tired of watching me fall apart when what they try fails (I could have TOTALLY taken that the wrong way, but he was upset and I know he did not mean it that way). He wants them to stop being conservative with us (me). We want to do whatever has the best chance of a better response and more eggs so we have some to choose from for the transfer.

No I will NOT take the route of the woman in SoCal. UCSF standards call for 3 transferred for my age group. Their multiple rate is very low and I trust my doctor. I don't want a multiple birth. I just want one healthy baby, though I admit twins doesn't sound too scary.

If, when we get to the baseline portion of the new ride, it looks like I'm a better fit of the other protocol, my doc will stop the cycle and switch me over. I am prepared for this possibility since it will happen BEFORE I start all the shots this time.

Hubby also made it clear that the only doctor we are willing to see during this cycle is him. We know they are part of a practice, and it's a teaching facility and I have NO problem with Fellows seeing me with him. But every major medical decision we have to make this cycle will have his input. Period. Else we won't start until he doesn't have a planned vacation coming up for the extent of the cycle.

So the roller coaster ride begins again February 15th.

*reproductive endocrinologist

Let me off

I have a bunch of stuff to blog about and no energy or time to do it with.

I blew right past my one year blogging anniversary (May 4th for those that might know).

I haven't been to knit group since they moved it.

I have new yarn to blog about, I got to see the Yarn Harlot this past weekend. I finally got to meet Rachel, and have pictures to prove it. I survived Green Bay and seeing my parents for the first time in three years. I still have my job.

I'll get caught up at some point. There just need to be more hours in the day, a husband that isn't sick and a body that isn't throwing me for a massive curve right now.

Let me simply say this. I want off this roller coaster ride for a much needed rest. Something needs to start cooperating NOW, be it hormones, the foster licensing process or yarn. I don't care. Just something. Because I'm about to lose patience with all of it and knitting is not helping for the first time ever.