I had my 2nd appointment at the I.V.F clinic today. I had no idea what to expect – I kind of figured it wouldn’t be baby making time just yet, but what else was there to do?
So, I waited for like an hour in the waiting room. It was SO busy. I’m not complaining about waiting (well I’m not complaining …now... I was probably internally complaining a little at the time), but I’m just so shocked at how many men and women are going through this. And that was just today! How many were there yesterday? And how many will be there tomorrow? And the next day?
It’s kind of comforting knowing I’m not doing this alone. There’s so many of us. Of course it’s tragic, and I wish this whole miscarriage/infertility thing was just a myth – but it is kind of nice knowing you’re not in the boat alone. There are people that know exactly how you feel.
I read one of the notices they had up in the waiting room. Turns out this clinic (at the Glasgow Royal Infirmary) has the highest success rate in the whole of Scotland. Something like 168 live births from 309 embryo transfers (I think that’s the terms, I’m still not 100% sure of all of this). Those numbers may not be entirely accurate either, but it’s around that mark.
Ok, so back to the appointment. I had an ultrasound to make sure I was cyst free and that my uterus looked good. “You have a lovely uterus”.. “Why thank you, it’s all mine”. It’s kind of strange getting compliments on your uterus, but hey – I’m a woman – a compliments a compliment.
She showed me where I’d ovulated from this month and I could see 5 or 6 little black circles that she told me were my eggs. I was totally amazed by this. She thinks I’m a great candidate – good egg reserve, and of course age is on my side (I’m 31).
So now we wait. Wait for Nikkis sperm results. Wait to get to the top of the list. Wait to start our treatment.
Hopefully around March or April. Jeez. That’s like.. next month.. this is all getting very very real.