IUI #6 Was Here and Now It’s Gone
My 6th and last IUI cycle has turned out to be the worst cycle EVER. Everything that could go wrong went wrong.
1. 5 ultrasounds – my follies were growing just ever so slowly. I usually have 2 ultrasounds before an IUI. It was 150% more time consuming as well as costly.
2. Previously, I responded well to Letrozole. 10mg a day for 5 days starting CD2 or 3. This time I didn’t. I ended up taking 5mg more for two days and it still didn’t help much. I also had to go buy more Letrozole on Thanksgiving day and my insurance decides that’s the day they deny me coverage. I paid a freaking $32 for 4 pills.
3. So the plan was to trigger Friday noon and IUI Saturday. Nope, my body decides to mess with me and say ‘sorry I’m late, I’m going to ovulate NOW’. So I get a positive OPK Thursday. All morning (even during the night before) and afternoon I had ovulation cramps. I triggered around 1pm when I confirmed with my doctor that I should trigger now and IUI Friday. But come Thursday night, my ovulation pains were gone. Yup, I was done. EWCM that came a couple days ago, GONE. My temps were high Thursday and Friday morning too. If BBT is right, I ovulated possibly Wednesday or Thursday morning. Done.
4. DH’s numbers vary from bad to ‘okay’. IUI #4 he had 1M motile swimmers after wash. Yes, that low. IUI #5 has been the best with 4.7M motile swimmers after wash. Today’s number a whopping 1.5M. His pre-wash motility was 8%. Normal is 40% or more and ours was 8%. His supplements are obviously not worth the $100/month.
They say IUI has a probability of what 20%? 25%? I think it’s lower.. but with my endometriosis, me ovulating early (which is ironic, it was 5 days later than average) and DH’s swimmers, this cycle is doomed. The worst part of all this is the progesterone supplements. Sticking those things up my vagina 2 times a day sucks. I don’t know why but I feel more violated doing that than sticking needles in my belly for menopur or HCG.
So there you go. Our last IUI, a big mess of everything-can-go-wrong scenario.
But what makes me so miserable and depressed is that I am still hoping that miracle one sperm made it to an egg that somehow miraculously waited 24+ hours.
This is the ultimate definition of hope torture.