This journey drags on and on…to the point that I no longer can envision the destination. I only see the next mountain and plan my steps to carry myself up that mountain. The cycles pile up…I’m thinking 60 or so now…the IUIs fail… My cycle was stable for 3 years, and now it’s gone haywire again.
At least the hypochondriac in me has a name for the problem. When I was able to sit down across from my doctor and tell him that I’d had three cycles under 20 days in the last two months, he was able to tell me what was happening. I wasn’t ovulating. Well, that made complete sense. And I was so thankful. Thankful to have an answer and not just wondering and fear at what could cause so much bleeding. Seriously, WebMD will tell you that it’s about 10 terrifyingly worse things than anovulation.
I believe this (anovulation) is what was happening to me in college…and I weighed about the same then that I do now. So I’m not sure if my weight is a factor or not…I was so young…
But the doctor is confident that this and all the other problems can be solved with IVF/ICSI. So I guess that’s the next mountain. IVF. I called the pharmacy and clinic to find the prices and I’ve come up with a number: $14,000. It seems like a crazy gamble. But that is a normal price for a car…would I rather have a car than a baby?
I’m thinking about telling more people about our problems so that I can crowdfund a bit. I’m not sure if it’s worth it or not. It’s such a risk. What do you think? The number seems unreal…which is maybe why I’m not feeling too much anxiety. IVF is my next mountain, and I have to get over it before I can move on with my life…whatever comes after. So I’m praying that God will guard my heart and mind as I climb to find whatever views are waiting for me at the top.
“Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.” Phillipians 4:6-7