The urge, the wemustdoitNOWitistherighttime, hit me like a ton of bricks last night. I don't know why. I am no longer scared, worried about what might happen - well, yes, I still am, but not MORE than I want to do it - the big one - IVF.
I spent a lot of time last night on IVF connections Atlanta board reading patient referrals of doctors and clinics in my area. And, it turns out I might be right where I need to be. My clinic is the most affordable (which I know should not be my deciding factor, but I have to admit, the $8,000 difference between mine and the one I was considering is certainly an issue) and the shared risk program at my clinic actually allows for more FET's. Ha! I am assuming we will get that far. Who knows. Additionally, my doc got the following comments:
1. "Blunt, and a little weird, but you never have to wonder if he's sugar coating anything."
2. "Told me straight out how things were - did not get my hopes up unnecessarily."
3. "I went to him after frustration at my old clinic (the one I was considering) because they did not know how to treat my PCOS."
4. "He is a nationally recognized expert on PCOS."
5. "His bedside manner leaves much to be desired, but I don't care as long as I can get pg."
Ok. That last one was mine.
So, maybe I do have it good - I do not like sunshine and rainbows, and I do agree with the comments. And, I've been told he is a trailblazer on the treatment of PCOS.
Also, my doc does everything - from monitoring to retrieval to transfer. He answers emails on vacation. (I've never emailed him on vacation, but I've heard he does do this.) You are also assigned a nurse that stays with you the entire treatment cycle and beyond. And they always call me ASAP to answer any trite and silly question I have. I thought these things were the norm, but at the big fancy clinic, it is not. You rotate through the nurses and doctors, and I do NOT like the thought of that. So . . . yeah.
I am on day 17 of a ???? cycle, I don't think I've even ovulated yet. I saw some weird EWCM-esque stuff for a couple of days, but who knows what that means. For me, it doesn't mean a lot. So, I am calling next week to get it all going.
We are really going to do this thing.
P.S. I finally used spellcheck. Hooray for me!
P.P.S. C, I have two more weeks with the little buggers. I am actually going to miss them! This happens every year. By Feb/March, I am pulling my hair out and I cannot WAIT for the summer, and then May gets here, and I realize I am going to miss them. I am probably going to cry the last day of school or something silly like that.