So, after a month of testing, talking to doctors, praying and wondering what God has in store for us, it appears we have at least another 4 rounds of IUI in front of us.
The second opinion Doc looked at my results and didn’t have the same high-drama reaction my fertility specialist had. The second opinion Doc thinks that with some adjustments to hormone medications, IUI might be able to work. Good news for a Friday the 13th, hey? And a pretty good birthday present, too.
I would think with news like that, I would be more enthusiastic. But instead, I feel more… even. Neither excited nor sad. I am okay. I am grateful that we still have a chance, but working very hard to stay even and level. Extreme excitement or dread/sadness about possible failure are not helpful emotional swings for me or for Frank.
So yeah, I’m breathing in and breathing out – and praying with each breath.
That’s all I can do.
Oh, and for those of you who missed the hormone drug-induced crazies – hold on to your hats! It’s back with a vengeance!! yee haw!