When my husband and I decided that it was time to start trying for a child I never in a million years expected our journey to turn out the way it has, but I assume it is that way for you all as well. It all started with a trip to my OBGYN, I remember that day so well, I was thinking, this is all we need, just a little help from the OB and then we will be pregnant. Well, eventually we got the “let me refer you to a fertility doctor” you have PCOS. I couldn’t believe it, I mean, all I wanted to do was get pregnant, it should be that easy right? So off we went to Repromed. We decided that we would do IUI right away and all of a sudden I started finding out about friends who had gone through IUI’s and they all had all the advice in the world, so I joined a Face Book group, with more advice, I remember seeing all this lingo about IVF and these crazy weird terms (5dp 5dt, 5d blast, Ect..), I thought, I’ll never get to that point so I don’t need to know what that stuff means. So we gear up for our first IUI, I used clomid. That two week wait was so crazy yet exciting at the same time, it was right around Thanksgiving so I thought about all these fun ways to tell my family when we were all together. Well what do you know, it didn’t work, big fat negative.
I eventually did 3 IUI’s and one partial which we had to cancel do to the fact I ovulated super early. That’s when we had the come to Jesus meeting with Dr. Pinto, which, one thing I love about Dr. Pinto is that he gets straight to the point but still has so much compassion. So we decided to move forward to IVF, remember all that lingo, it didn’t take long for me to become fully versed. Our retrieval was picture perfect they retrieved 20 eggs, 19 fertilized, and I believe we had 14 embryos. I was ecstatic, I started to develop OHSS, which can happen when they retrieve that many eggs, but I went ahead with a transfer. We transfer two of the best graded/looking embryos. Shortly after my transfer my OHSS had become pretty sever and I had to be admitted to the hospital, Dr. Pinto told me it would get worse if I got pregnant, well I was pregnant, but it ended in a chemical pregnancy. After I recovered fully and evaluated everything we went in for another transfer, again we put in two of the best embryos, I really thought this time was going to be it, it wasn’t. At this point I was emotionally drained and needed a break, I was done with it all. I finally got the emotional strength to go again, but this time, we had eight of our embryos genetically tested, even though our embryos looked great there still could have been something genetically wrong with them and only testing would be able to determine that. Of the eight we had two embryos what were considered excellent, a boy and a girl! Yes you get to know the gender, so away we went. They say third times a charm! And it was for us. The day we went in for our ultra sound and saw those two sacs I instantly felt that it was ALL worth it! Today I sit hear listening to my 3 month old little boy and girl babbling away at each other.
I know firsthand how emotionally draining this journey is, but don’t give up! I couldn’t have done it without Dr. Pinto, and I mean that. He was our rock when we were down, as well as the nursing staff. Chelsea answered all my crazy emails with no judgement, and Vicki, there need to be more Vicki’s in this world. She was always so compassionate and caring, I remember always coming to the office and not always in the best of moods, but once I started to talk to Vicki I would always cheer up. So stay strong and keep fighting the fight!
Lindsey and Bob Cox