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Off to see the wizard, the wonderful wizard of IVF

on October 11, 2012

Well, it’s official.  We have started our IVF journey.

The TTC journey is supposed to feel like you’re walking on the yellow brick road.  Beautiful, colorful, hopeful.

Right now, I feel more like I’m in the forest being pelted by fruit from angry trees.

We went for our first IVF consult this week.  In that appointment, we learned all of the aspects of IVF that you don’t realize.  You start off thinking, “Oh, they’ll just take some eggs, take some sperm, mix it up in a lab and baste it up in there.  Viola.  Done.”

Mmmmm. No.

FOURTEEN prescriptions, three sizes of syringes, and questionable insurance coverage later – we’re shell-shocked

When you start IVF you have to completely change your frame of mind.  It’s no longer just an emotional journey.  Now it’s a business journey.  For me, it became a second job. I’ve spent at least two hours a day for the past five days on the phone with HR directors at my company and reps with my insurance company trying to get my coverage straight.  Yes, I realize I’m very lucky in that I have IVF coverage and many people don’t.  However, when you aren’t bargaining on any substantial financial investment, any uncovered procedures can throw you for a loop.  In our case, our doctor was adamant about us performing pre-implantation embryo genetic screening, which was allegedly not covered by my insurance.  The cost of this, if uncovered, would limit us to ONE round of IVF, as opposed to the three we thought we were going to have.

Fortunately, I have gotten them to change their mind and my procedures will be covered.  But not before screaming at four different people on many consecutive days via phone and email, writing letters, researching online, and becoming completely consumed with this process.  I had to detach myself emotionally and put on my business hat.  This was hard.  Because what is this journey, if not emotional?

So now, it seems that we’re out of the fruit-pelting angry tree forest and past the sleep-inducing poppies.  We’re off to see the wizard.   But, I can’t just kick back and let the doctor work his magic.  Oh no.

I have to go pick up 14 prescriptions at the pharmacy on Friday.  I have to start giving myself shots.  In my belly.  Every day.  For ten days.  I “should expect” to become irritable and bloated, with knots in my muscles from the shots.  Oh, and I get to do this for the first time alone, from the comfort of a hotel room, as I will be on a business trip during this critical period of time.  DH can’t be there to help or comfort.

Next time I hear someone tell me they got pregnant on accident, I may stab them with an empty syringe.

I don’t know where the road ahead will take us.  I hope it’s to a good place, full of miracles and wonder.  We have the best doctor, and the best insurance.   Our doctor has high hopes that this will work for us.  I want to trust him.

But I may click my heels a few times, just in case.

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13 responses to “Off to see the wizard, the wonderful wizard of IVF

  1. 1suburbanchic says:

    oh goodness, your post had me laughing throughout! And the ruby red stilettos (top) are Hott! I totally agree, the business aspect of it got my mind swirling. Best of luck to you!! Can’t wait to hear the ‘positive’ news!

  2. sara says:

    I’m clicking my heels for you! This journey might not be what you planned originally, but it will end up being worth it. I have faith. ❤

  3. Giggles says:

    Good luck. I found with the belly shots it worked best if I lined it up and then closed my eyes for the initial stab. Not seeing the needle actually go into me made it easier. It was also easier if my husband wasn’t standing next to me saying “OW!” when I stuck myself. He could watch, but he couldn’t say “ow.”

    We’ve worked out a method for him to give me the progesterone shots that works best for me too. I’m obviously not looking at that one, but it actually helps for him to tell me each step, when he’s putting the needle in, that he’s checking for blood, that he’s putting the progesterone in, that he’s pulling the needle out.

    Bloating is a definite thing, but elastic waists are great. And good deep massage on the injection site for intramuscular shots really helps.

    • Scrambled says:

      Great advice, thanks! The doc did recommend getting DH to do the arse shots. Ugh… how many months have you been doing it? Good luck to you, too!!

      • Giggles says:

        We’re on our third retrieval, sixth transfer. First ended in miscarriage at 8 weeks, second at 5 weeks, negatives the next three. The stim shots this time were just depressing. I have an education degree, not a medical degree, I should not be this good at giving shots. The skills I never thought I’d develop.

        I’ll be pulling for you.

      • Scrambled says:

        Thanks, Giggles. I can’t imagine how tough the past few months have been on you. I’m already getting anxious about the stim shots and don’t start for another week. I hope that this month is your month and you can chuck those needles for good. Please keep us posted! xoxo – Scrambled.

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  5. ivfmale says:

    Think of it like buying a house. There is always someone needing money you didn’t budget for. Surprise! The trial implantation procedure is not covered by financing loan you took out. Here is a bill for your Beta test where they didn’t even bother checking with your insurance company. So frustrating.

    Good luck!!! Hoping for many healthy follies in your future! 😀

    • Scrambled says:

      This is so true!!! 🙂 Thanks so much for your sweet words. Here we go! Thinking of you guys, too. Hope you’re finding some answers and direction on your path.

  6. Georgette says:

    One positive thought…. I didn’t really notice any side effects from any of the meds I have shot up with for two ER cycles. And since I’m 40, I am on high doses of everything. The only thing I observed was a few bruises from the lovenox which you won’t be taking unless you have immune issues. I didn’t get irritable or sleepless from prednisone (again an immune Rx.) I didn’t get hot flashes or cranky from lupron. The only thing I noticed was right at the end before ER, my ovaries must have been softball-sized, because my belly did poke out like I was about 4 months prego (very disturbing.) So just be gentle with yourself but also optimistic, because it’s NOT necessarily the case that you’ll have all kinds of misery. Take it one day at a time, and keep reminding yourself it’s well worth it (and far less onerous than childbirth and the actual raising of said child 😉 )

    love and best wishes! good luck!

    Georgette

    • Scrambled says:

      Thanks for this! This is so very helpful, and I appreciate you taking the time to spell it out. I hope that I don’t have many adverse reactions, either. And LOL – so true about the actual raising of said child! 🙂

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