We had our followup appointment on Friday with our RE… not such great news. Apparently my body is responding to the drugs as is typical of someone much older – so not only do we have my blocked-fallopian-tubes issue, but also diminished ovarian response, or somesuch thing. Ugh. We are going to move forward with one more cycle with my eggs in April (realistically starting mid-March) and if that doesn’t work, he does not recommend doing any more cycles with my eggs… Which means – donor eggs. It’s a whole nother can of worms in this process. More time, more money, more questions, more choices, more potential long-term issues – physical and psychological. I would definitely do it, but it just throws one more mind-fuck into this whole mind-fucking experience.
We were talking about potential success rates for IVF with my eggs during the appointment and he said that given a first cycle failure, the success rates of a second cycle are around 20% and given a second failure the success rates are around 5%. So, little Max was in that miraculous 5% – he definitely is the little embryo that could. It is amazing though, because if he had been our doctor the first time around and not Dr. C, he may not have recommended a third cycle, and we wouldn’t have Max.
But that was 2 1/2 years ago too – and though I am still relatively young in the world of fertility, my ovaries don’t show that. So who knows, even with more than 3 tries of IVF with my eggs, we still wouldn’t have success…
We aren’t there yet, fortunately, but we certainly have more to think about now. Too much to think about.
Anyway, we are not there yet,
